The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 336

Summer stood there just like that, looking at the photos quietly, her heart rate increasing a tad again.

Without the angry flames, she was stripped of her thorns. Her eyes were soft, and her face was beautiful.

She looked at the photos while he looked at her-her delicate, petal-like pink lips, flawlessly fair cheeks, and her heaving chest.

She was the one and the only. 1

He even wondered if she had cast a spell on him because he was so fascinated by her body.

He stepped forward, bending his tall body slightly, and before she knew what happened, he used his sexy lips to seal her breath.

Even then, this could not satisfy him. He lifted her by her buttocks and then pressed her body against the wall.

Summer snapped back and fought with both her hands and legs.

He was still kissing her brazenly, gripping her hands with both hands and propped them above her head.

She wished she could rip his face off with both hands. But her hands and feet were tied, and her weak legs

made her look so fragile.

He started to become even more brazen, changing from holding her wrist with his right hand to with his left, and then, his left hand lifted her chin, almost making her chin and neck align in a straight line.

Only when her vision started to go dark, and she was about to lose her breath, that he was kind enough to let go of her and let her catch a breath.

When she thought back carefully, it only occurred to her that when Mark met Charlotte that day, he was so calm that it was as if Charlotte were a stranger. There was without the slightest emotional ripple in his eyes.

At first, she thought Mark had bought into the ruse and did not suspect Charlotte's identity. But she did not know that he had already known Charlotte's existence. That was the reason he had appeared so nonchalant.

"I didn’t want to scare her the first time we met.

Neither did I want to spook you to run away with her. I planned to create a bond with her slowly. But you apparently didn't give me the opportunity, and so I had to create my own."

He raised his eyebrows, his voice deep. His attention was still harping on what she had just said. 'I would still have felt the same even if it wasn't you.’

He hated to hear that from her mouth. He wished he could kiss those darn hot lips of hers until she raised the white flag. 1 'Heck! She has got feelings? Which man has she tried i t with?'