Chapter 509 A Deliberate Leg Kick
With both hands, Veronica grasped at Nick, hugged him, and eagerly said, "First, tell me if Peter wanted me to do something, then I'll let you go!"
This threat from Veronica lacked the strength that it made Nick silent and dreadfully look at her with his black eyes, without a trace of displeasure.
Veronica reacted and her heart tightened as she said, "Would that be all right? I'm not threatening you, I'm just asking you."
With a low voice and sparkling black eyes, Nick asked, "Do you think you can stop me?"
Veronica bit her lip and her mind turned quickly.
Suddenly, she put her arms around Nick's strong waist, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his thin lips.
With his cold black eyes, Nick was slightly stupefied. But then he glided through the kiss with light proficiency.
Even though he knew Veronica's intention, he didn't push her away. His hand pressed her against the wall by the door.
Veronica moaned lightly, and her beautiful brows frowned slightly as she laboriously withstood Nick's strong kiss.
It took almost five minutes for Nick to let go of her. As a result, Veronica's mind was muddled and dazzled due to the lack of oxygen.
Nick's thin lips pressed against her hot mouth, and a hoarse voice sounded, "Do you think I'll stay? If I, Nick Cage, could be easily seduced by women, I wouldn't be alive today."
Veronica held out her index finger, unhooked the belt around his waist, and pulled it slightly. She then seductively said, "Your mouth says no, but your body says otherwise. Am I right, Mr. Cage?"
Nick's well-versed eyes flashed and he bit Veronica's mouth angrily.
Veronica let out a weak yelp and trembled all over. She felt the numbness from her sore lips.
Nick, who was now overwhelmed with desire, directly and forcefully said, "You told me to stay. Don't regret it!"
With Nick, Veronica looked for answers to her questions in this way.
If Nick did not stay, it would mean that there was something really wrong with Peter. But because he stayed, that would mean that whatever the call was about, it was not something that needs to be done immediately.
'But what could it be?'
She wouldn't let the six little ones find out who showed up in her house tonight.
It wasn't long before unconsciousness set in. Veronica's mind was stirred up so much that she couldn't even think any more thoughts.
When Veronica became conscious, she didn't know what time it was. It was as if she hadn't gotten back to reality just yet.
Her windows were not as classy as those of Winter Villa's. The rays of morning light started to seep in.
Veronica closed her eyes feebly, and her body was held tied up by the man behind her. But as soon as she came back to her senses, the discomfort made her nerves ache.
Nick was a greedy, terrifying beast. Every time she came into contact with him, Veronica would have the illusion that she wouldn't be able to see the sun the next day. Nick was that terrifying.
Veronica didn't look back and knew Nick wasn't awake.
The thought of his abominable force last night flashed through Veronica's mind.
She pretends to be unconscious, closed her eyes, and kicked Nick's leg.
Veronica's medial thigh hit a bone on his leg that hurt. He clenched his teeth without making a sound.
There was nothing but affliction, and it affected his whole body at the same time.
The point was, Nick, didn't move with such a kick.
'How deep is he sleeping?'
Therefore, Veronica dared not use her legs but used her hands instead. She bent her arms, pointed her elbows at Nick's chest, gritted her teeth, and used all the force she got to tackle him.
With a bang, her elbow didn't hit Nick's chest but she hit his palm.
It shook her all over and her expression was stiff. She thought, 'When did he wake up?'
This would be the first time that Nick would throw her downstairs.
"Instead, Nick said with a lazy voice, "You've got good energy. But even my leg doesn't hurt, huh?"
Veronica pursed her lips and then got up after she tackled him.
But the question was, would Nick really be out of breath when he gets up? Because she could not feel his anger at all.