July Quinn accompanied Vivian Lynn through her surgery at the hospital, found a trusted caregiver for her, and then went home.
As soon as she stepped inside, she saw Kyle Keaton standing at the door, looking at her with a cold stare.
"Why did you come back so late? I called several times, but you didn’t pick up."
Besides the calls, Kyle Keaton had sent quite a few messages.
But he knew that July Quinn would have seen them when she checked her phone, so he didn’t bother mentioning them.
"There was something at the office."
Vivian Lynn’s situation involved her personal privacy, which July Quinn couldn’t discuss.
To her surprise, Kyle Keaton said solemnly, "I went to your office, and they said you left a long time ago."
The universal excuse seemed quite pointless in front of Kyle Keaton.
Unable to explain, July Quinn decided to sidestep, yanking him by his tie, pulling him close.
"Why are you clinging to me so tightly? Have you found yourself helplessly in love with me?"
But Kyle Keaton knew July Quinn’s personality well.
Whenever she seductively flirted with him, she was definitely trying to divert attention.
The more she acted this way, the less he could let July Quinn have her way.
So, he mimicked her enchanting style, wrapped his arm around her slim waist, and closed the gap to nothing.
Only then did he softly speak, "We’re married, shouldn’t I figure out my wife’s whereabouts?"
July Quinn looked at the fine features of his face just inches away, felt the powerful muscles, and a shiver ran down her spine.
Damn, this man deliberately radiated his charm, engaging her while bringing the topic back.
If she continued to let him have his way, July worried her self-control would crumble.
Because at heart, she was a sucker for looks.
And Kyle Keaton’s appearance was truly captivating, the best she’d ever seen, bar none.
If this continued, she would find herself completely controlled.
Not wanting to end up that pitiful, July grabbed Kyle Keaton’s chin, pulled his handsome face and lips close, and gave a daring kiss: "Afraid of being cuckolded?"
Just a fleeting kiss, yet it felt like an unknown spark ignited, about to set the night’s passion ablaze.
The unexpected kiss left Kyle Keaton a bit muddled, tempting him to get straight to the point.
"Indeed, I’m quite worried."
His hand on July Quinn’s waist tightened even more.
Almost enough to snap her delicate waist.
Playing coy with July would only delay the moment, no matter how familiar they were with each other’s bodies, the crucial step had yet to be taken.
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July Quinn was already marked as his in the marital registry.
In this way, it was just maintaining the spousal relationship.
But the woman still casually gazed at him, her slender fingertips gently whisking across his perfect cheek: "Are you so lacking in confidence?"
"It’s not about confidence, but I have to firmly guard what’s mine."
His breath grew heavier as July Quinn’s fingers brushed lightly.
And July Quinn’s beautiful eyes instantly narrowed: "Who’s your territory?"
Without her consent, she disliked Kyle Keaton claiming her as his.
"We got the registration, aren’t you my territory then?"
Kyle Keaton intended to play it serious.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to lift July Quinn up, eager to begin the night’s most delightful moment.
To his surprise, July Quinn seized the opportunity, breaking free of his grasp, "Even with the registration, without my permission, I’m not your territory."
"What will it take for you to admit?"
Kyle Keaton followed up.
Perhaps because there was no outlet, he exuded a certain roguish charm, even his tie was crooked.
"Pursue me! If you make me fall for you, then I’ll admit it."
As she approached the bedroom, July Quinn paused, turned to block the doorway.
"Until you make me fall for you, don’t even think about it! Otherwise..."