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My Killing President novel Chapter 415

This time round, it wasn’t a light kiss. The man hugged her and kissed her passionately…

And that moment was magical.

Alistair pondered for a long time.

Although it wasn’t his first time kissing her, now that the woman wasn’t protesting, he was feeling a great satisfaction. At the same time, he was feeling a great dissatisfaction.

He wanted more…

He wanted more of Annabelle…

The two of them continued to kiss. All until when Annabelle felt a little numb, she came back to her senses and realized what she had done. All of a sudden, she panicked.

She pushed Alistair away and the two of them stared at each other.

“I… I’ll go take a shower first!” After saying that, she struggled off from Alistair’s hug and rushed into the bathroom nervously.

Alistair continued to laze on the couch. When he saw Annabelle escaping in panic, his eyes dimmed. However, the man was happy enough. He could feel that Annabelle had mutual feelings towards him.

In the bathroom.

Annabelle was hiding behind the door. The woman’s heart was pounding hard and her face was red like a tomato.

Whenever she thought about what happened, her face blushed uncontrollably.

It wasn’t their first time kissing but it was so close… Just so close and she would be trapped in Alistair’s gentleness…

Annabelle, where was your rationality!!?

Where was it!!!

Annabelle slapped her forehead hard and she felt that she was going crazy!

She walked towards the mirror and stared at her own reflection. The woman’s gaze fell on her lips. She stretched out a finger and touched it gently…

She could still feel the man’s warmth and his taste.

He had really fallen asleep!

The woman sat down beside him and watched him lying there. His breathing was calm and his hair was covering his eyes, showing just the bottom half of his face. Even so, he couldn’t cover up his gorgeousness.

His perfect features weren’t as ruthless and tantalizing as usual. At that moment, he seemed tranquil and harmless like a child.

Annabelle watched him quietly.

A sleeping and peaceful Alistair was not too bad.

As Annabelle was watching him, her lips curled up faintly. After thinking for some time, she got up and went back to her room.

After sometime, she came out and brought a blanket with her. She walked over silently and covered Alistair with the blanket.

After that, she stared at Alistair for some time and decided to go back to her room to rest. Right when she was about to get up, she was grabbed suddenly by her arm.

“Are you still not admitting your feeling towards me?” At that time, Alistair said softly from behind.

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