Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 484 - 483: You Want to Cut All Ties with Me?

Chapter 484: Chapter 483: You Want to Cut All Ties with Me?

Yancy Hastings hadn’t expected her to make such a move, and for a moment, he was stunned.

When he collected his thoughts, he gently pushed away the little woman who was ravishing his lips.

"What do you think you’re doing?"

Yancy Hastings’s eyebrows furrowed as he shrugged off her hand resting on his chest.

An electric, ambiguous tension filled the air, the temperature rapidly escalating; he couldn’t deny that he was suddenly anticipating what would happen next.

"I want you!"

Fiona Sutton tilted her head up. It’s just one night with him, right?

As long as she enjoyed herself, it wasn’t certain who was accompanying whom.

After all, the man in front of her had such a fantastic body and was her favorite kind of soldier, handsome enough to be deadly.

If it weren’t for his awful temperament, he’d be one of the top-notch men.

She knew countless young girls who would throw themselves at him.

"Say it again!"

Listening to her crude words, Yancy Hastings felt a vein throb in his temple.

"I want you! I want you! I want you! MPH—"

Unable to bear her vulgar language, Yancy Hastings instantly silenced her with his lips, stopping her from speaking further.

His kiss, like his general demeanor, was forceful and domineering, with an undercurrent of wildness.

Soon, Fiona Sutton felt as if she couldn’t breathe and tried to push him away.

However, no matter how hard she tried, the man in front of her didn’t budge an inch.

Unbelievable— Barbarian!

Seeing her struggling nonstop, Yancy Hastings stood up, scooped her up in one arm, and casually tossed her onto the large bed.

She was thrown so roughly that, although it didn’t hurt, her bath towel came undone. However, Fiona Sutton, lying on the large bed, didn’t notice and instead continued wiping her lips fiercely.

"Still wiping?" Yancy Hastings asked, his voice dangerously low. "Do you think you can wipe it clean?"

Was she rejecting him?

Thinking of this, Yancy Hastings’s expression darkened further. Looking at her partially revealed body, he could no longer suppress his burgeoning desire.

He smirked, pressing down onto her.

It was as if they were tailor-made for each other. His eyes filled with desire as he slightly raised his head to look at Fiona Sutton, who was beneath him, facing him.

"Are you doing this willingly?"

If she were to say stop now, he absolutely would not cross the line.

Fiona Sutton looked at Yancy Hastings before her, her eyes hazy. She felt like a small boat in a vast ocean, entirely at his mercy.

Slowly, she nodded.

「...」

Unbelievable!

Fiona Sutton patted her head, looking at Yancy Hastings, whose emotions she couldn’t decipher.

"Of course, I’m willing. I didn’t say I was going to accuse you of rape, did I?"

Fiona Sutton tsked. Even if she truly hadn’t been willing, any attempt to accuse him would be utterly futile.

Listening to her crude words, Yancy Hastings couldn’t help but frown.

"So, you want to make a clean break with me?"

A grim voice issued from his throat, and the pressure in the entire room seemed to drop.

"Is... is that bad?" Fiona Sutton asked uncertainly. When something like this happens, shouldn’t a man be happy enough to set off firecrackers upon hearing those words?

What kind of expression is that?

His face is so dark, it’s frightening... Who is he trying to scare?

Fiona Sutton gulped hard, a little intimidated, and shifted back slightly.

"Um, can you let me get dressed first?"

It was so unnerving talking like this.

Moreover, Yancy Hastings before her was only covered by a blanket from the waist down; his upper body was completely exposed.

His wheat-colored skin bore many scars, large and small, and his eight-pack abs rippled with potent strength.

To Fiona Sutton, such a physique was simply lethal.