Chapter 1189
The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning
The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 1189 Blake immediately stood up, almost getting angry at his blunt approach.â Are you stupid? Canât you have a bit of tact? I just wanted you to compliment me by saying, âYou look beautiful tonight.â Whyâs that so hard for you to get?â
Blake gestured with both hands from her waist down to her hip area. âAm I not sexy? Donât I look good?â
Watching her frustrated expression, Kevin said calmly, âI donât know if youâre considered good-looking now. Since the dinner is ready, letâs eat.â After finishing, Kevin, who wore sleepwear and lacked any romantic flair, stood up and left the study.
Only a few tube lights were on in the dim living room, creating a romantic atmosphere. The rose petals were scattered around the dining table. Whether a man or a woman, no one could remain indifferent in this kind of setting. However, Kevin was unromantic.
Blake looked at Kevin as he turned on the lights. He said, âHow can we eat with the lights off? You canât see anything!â
Blake scowled and turned off the lights again in annoyance. âI donât care. Tonight, weâre dining in the dark. If you turn on the lights, forget about eating.â
Kevin sat at the dining table, skillfully picking up the knife and fork slicing through the steak. âHave it your way.â
Blake sat down and took a sip of red wine to calm down. âIf it werenât for your injury, I swear Iâd choke you.â
Blakeâs face revealed a tipsy expression after finishing the steak cooked with premium red wine. She stood up and suddenly collapsed onto Kevin. âI wanted to share the meal with you. Also, it dawned on me that you know nothing about romance and dating. I must be blind to have fallen for someone like you.â
Blake leaned back on Kevinâs lap, cupping his face. She had reapplied the makeup he had earlier wiped off. There was an unmistakable expression of love that a woman could not conceal for a man in her mesmerizing eyes. âWeâre done eating and can do something else next. Donât try to knock me out again this time! Otherwise, I wonât forgive you!â
Blake was like an enchanting fairy. Even the typically cautious Kevin was caught off guard by Blake before he realized it. At some point, Blake slyly used the belt from her dress to tie his hands to the chair. Kevin could not move his hands, and Blake chuckled as she gently patted his cheek with narrowed eyes, âNow, letâs see where you think you can escape. Iâve watched plenty of movies. Donât expect this to be over for at least two or three hours.â
Kevin asked, âWhat are you doing? Blake, stop it!â
Blake sensed his erection and slowly crouched down with a smile. Fifteen minutes later, pulsating veins covered Kevinâs neck as he fought to suppress the impending eruption of intensity. â Th-Thatâs enough!â
After removing it from her mouth, Blake touched it again. âYouâre clearly a jerk. Why pretend to be a saint?â
âYou⦠G-Get up!â
âWant it? Beg me! I thought you were indifferent and desireless?â
Next to the chair was a sexy pair of lace panties. Blake sat back on his lap, twisting her body, feeling a rush of intense sensations throughout her body. She tried to avoid his wound as much as possible.
However, the primary injury now was not his external injury but internal.
âWant it? Beg me to invite you in. Have you ever been intimate with a woman?â