The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 160

Mark tightened his brows at her actions and reached out his arms toward her waist. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She flinched, and before she could react, his muscular arms lifted her and flipped her over, and she lay

flat o n his chest.

Looking at her, Mark gently squeezed her jaw and asked, "Are you in bed with me or the wall?"

"I was just facing the wall. Could you first let me go? You’re scaring me..."

In fact, it was not scary, but because they were so close to each other and there wasn't the slightest

gap between them.

She even clearly felt his heartbeat; it was strong and energetic, and she couldn't stop her heart from

racing further.

He mischievously smirked as he stared at her and purposely breathed into her face; his voice was

deep, slow, and seductive.

"Are you scared? How has my chest scared you?"

Summer flushed at his words and scolded him angrily, "Shameless!" "Is it? How about..."

He pressed her forehead against his own; their eyes met, and noses rubbed against each other. Their

lips were just an inch apart.

Summer was too afraid to budge as the slightest movement would cause their lips to touch.

He snickered, yet he didn't kiss her but simply grazed her lips with his own.

She lost her composure and lifted her chin to avoid his action.

Chuckling and surprisingly, he bit her lower lips.

"Let me go, I don't feel comfortable!"

"Uncomfortable?"

Seemingly knowing his intentions, Summer pinned down his arms. "Ho!" her voice was as tiny as of a

fly.

She drooped and was very embarrassed...

At Valentine mansion.

Yvette looked at the dining table and frowned at Jazz, "

Where is your brother?” "He’s not home yet." Jazz wasn’t at all bothered. His eyes were squinted as he

ruffled his hair irritably.

"Where has he been?"

Raine was slowly sipping her soup, but she paid close attention to their conversation.