"Of course, Madam Han. I may not be a perfect man, but I'm no beast who says one thing and does another."
Lin Feng's voice was low and even, carrying a quiet finality that left little room for protest.
The words had barely left his lips before he moved.
There was no hesitation, no further discussion.
He closed the remaining distance in a single step, one hand rising to cradle the side of her neck while the other settled firmly at her waist.
Then he claimed her mouth.
This time no one was going to interrupt him.
He had every intention of taking the relationship with the beautiful virgin widow far deeper than careful conversation and restrained distance.
"Hmmmp…"
The soft, startled moan vibrated against his lips the moment they met.
Han Xiangrui's eyes fluttered shut almost at once.
For a brief, stubborn second she tried to meet him on equal ground and pressing back, answering the kiss, refusing to simply yield.
