Chapter 2208: Chapter 2217: Do You Know Who I Am?

The gentle outline of the little woman may not be stunningly perfect, but it gives off a sense of warmth and tranquility.

She tilted her head, passionately responding to that kiss just now.

Baron Lawrence felt his heartstrings being plucked, his breathing grew rapid.

He held back the flames rising in his lower abdomen, pulling her slightly away, his voice hoarse with a warning, "Enna Clark, don’t push it!"

His voice was full of a granular texture.

Rasping yet enticingly sexy.

Enna Clark, with misty eyes, was unhappy with him blocking her at such a moment, the anxiety in her chest was driving her mad.

She instinctively raised her head, inching closer to his thin lips.

The familiar scent of sandalwood wafted over, momentarily calming her anxious emotions.

"Enna Clark!"

Baron Lawrence gritted his teeth.

Breathing rapid, heavy.

Pressing down on her shoulders, urging her not to come closer.

Did she think he was a Saint?

Coming onto him like this, isn’t it asking for trouble?

This is asking for it usually, let alone when he actually needs her now!

"Don’t come any closer, or I can’t guarantee that I’ll stay calm..."

"..."

The little woman furrowed her brows in dissatisfaction, moving closer again, her arms around his neck also pulling him towards her.

"Shit! Can’t you understand human language?" The flames in Baron Lawrence’s lower abdomen were almost burning his throat, his throat painfully parched. He narrowed his hawk-like eyes, the darkness within them becoming deep and indistinguishable, "You chose to come closer yourself, I’ve warned you..."

His words barely finished, he lowered his head, fiercely capturing the lips of the little woman who came close, his kiss was unmistakably precise, not all Enna Clark’s initiation as he claimed.

One desperately seeking assurance, the other overwhelmingly delighted because she woke up.

Two people colliding, like two flames crashing together.

Enna Clark tightened her grip around his neck, absorbing the familiar scent from him, as if only under this scent could she confirm his real presence, confirm he wasn’t hurt, hadn’t fallen into an endless abyss like in her nightmares...

As the kissing continued, Baron Lawrence found his breaths growing unsteady, gradually noticing her emotion was off.

He painfully restrained his impulses, pulled away the overly active little woman, panting as he stared at her face. His heroic brows suddenly furrowed.

"Hmm..." Enna Clark was displeased at being suddenly pulled apart, her misty eyes revealing her discontent, unconsciously looking at him.

The hand around his neck gave a tug.

Baron Lawrence scrutinized her eyes for a few seconds, his brows furrowing harder and harder, like he was trying to crush a fly!

He pressed down on the little woman’s hand, his thin lips brushed, "Enna Clark, do you know what you’re doing right now? Do you know who I am?"

"..."

"Damn it! You don’t know who I am?" She hadn’t completely sobered yet? Dare to respond to a man’s kiss, and so actively?

The cheeks of the little woman, flushed from the earlier passionate kiss, parted her lips as if to speak, but for some reason, no sound came out.

Her eyes filled with anxiety, the emotions within them suddenly becoming flustered, as if she were about to plunge into a nightmare once more.

Seeing her expression start to turn awry, Baron Lawrence quickly reacted, releasing her hand, carelessly grabbing a coat, and rushed out——

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