Chapter 197: Chapter 197

Looking down at the thin silk nightgown on the woman’s body, since it was midsummer, usually only Sienna Quinn and Evan Quinn were at home, and Sienna’s dress was always relaxed and cool.

But now, this faintly visible scene, in Landon Lawson’s eyes, was extraordinarily sexy and enchanting.

Looking at the beautiful little face of the woman, Landon gulped, swallowing hard.

In the already quiet night, the sound of Landon gulping was heard clearly by Sienna, who lifted her eyes to look at the man’s eyes, already filled with inexplicable flames.

The woman’s body trembled slightly; this kind of gaze, Sienna was all too familiar with.

Five years ago, on their wedding night, Landon also looked at her with such eyes. It was this kind of gaze that made Sienna shudder. What is he going to do? Does he want to do something to her?

Before Sienna could speak, the man’s lips suddenly sealed hers. This strong, unreasonable kiss left Sienna in a mess, her mind going blank.

What is he doing? On her birthday, bringing the woman she hated most in her life to appear, inexplicably running home to forcefully kiss her, what is this man thinking?

Landon’s large hands roamed unrestrainedly over Sienna’s body. The woman twisted her body, but the more she struggled, the more friction she created, which only increased the man’s impulsivity rather than freeing herself from his restraint.

It was like adding fuel to the fire.

"Landon..." She finally had a moment to breathe, but before she could react, Landon again sealed her lips.

Landon had never imagined that he would be so interested in this woman one day.

The hot breath exhaled, impacting the woman’s nose, the strong male scent completely causing her to sink in, that pretty little face flushed with redness.

This woman is his, can only be his.

For the first time, Landon had such a strong desire for possession.

His gaze suddenly tightened upon seeing the limited edition necklace on the woman’s neck, a gift from Felix Orwell, the same as the one he gave her.

And the necklace he prepared was probably still lying on the floor of the Quinn family’s villa, right?

Hearing the suddenly cold voice of the man, Sienna froze for a moment, her eyes regaining a bit of clarity. She looked down at the limited edition necklace on her neck.

When she received Felix Orwell’s necklace today, the man personally put it on her neck, and under the light, the gemstone necklace shimmered.

Landon found her fascinated gaze unpleasant, suddenly lifted his head, and forcibly pulled down the necklace on her neck, tossing it aside on the floor.

Due to Landon’s force, a pink mark appeared on Sienna’s neck.

Regaining her composure, the woman quickly shook off the man’s hand, gasping for breath, staring at the man in front of her, dumbfounded, and said: "What are you doing?"

It was just a necklace, why is Landon so volatile? Is he really getting upset over a necklace?

"You’re not allowed to wear it again."

"Why?" Sienna sneered; did Landon really think his words held that much weight? Does she have to report to Landon everything she does? Her smile was full of mockery.

Why? Today Landon would tell her why!

Suddenly, the man bent down, picked up the woman and held her in his arms. The woman exclaimed, grabbing the man’s neck to steady herself, and looking into his deep eyes, Sienna’s body trembled slightly. What exactly does he want to do?

Landon, breathing heavily, lowered his head and said with a hoarse voice: "I just wanted to tell you because I am your husband!"

Sienna’s heart trembled, her bright eyes had a touch of bewilderment. Is he declaring sovereignty?

Landon could no longer control the impulses in his heart.

He suddenly leapt on her, wantonly kissing her skin, wishing he could kiss every inch of her skin.

A seductive watery sound emerged from her throat, startling even Sienna herself. What’s happening? Why is she making such a sound?

Shamefully biting her lips, to prevent herself from making any sound, her small hands weakly pushed against Landon’s shoulders. But at this moment, she had no strength left, how could she push the man away? ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel•fire.net

Landon pursed his lips, looking at the girl in front of him, a slow smile on his face.

This is his woman, the only one he can touch, no one else can.

For the first time, Landon discovered he had such a strong possessiveness, something he never experienced before.

A night of madness, in the end, Sienna didn’t even know when she fell asleep.

Landon looked at the girl sleeping on the sofa, gently carrying her to the bathroom, seeing her still drowsy and yet to wake despite the ordeal, and using warm water, he washed her body.

This time, Landon finally understood what he wanted deep down. Unknowingly, this woman had quietly taken residence in his heart.

Even the eternal iceberg could finally be melted, and the iceberg that was Landon Lawson was finally melted by Sienna.

After drying her and seeing the translucent beauty in his arms, he dressed her in her nightclothes and carried her into the bedroom.

Seeing the little baby asleep on the bed, Landon softly tiptoed over, placing Sienna gently on the bed, covering the mother and child with the quilt, and then turned around and left.

Landon lay on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, tonight was the most comfortable night in the last five years.

Early the next morning, Felix Orwell awoke from sleep; it had been a long time since he had slept so well. Ever since striving to fulfill the family elder’s goals, Felix had tirelessly worked day and night to reach the intended target and had just managed to return with Chiara Thorne as soon as possible.

After getting off the plane, he rushed to celebrate Sienna’s birthday, having not rested well for many hours.

Last night’s sleep had restored most of his energy.

With a healthy skin tone and a body as fit as a specimen.

Felix always had high standards for body management, if not, how could he charm the ladies?

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the morning sun shone warmly on him, as if charging him up for the whole day.

The vibration of the phone interrupted Felix’s pleasant feeling. His brow furrowed slightly, muttering with a not-so-good look on his face: "Who is it, looking for me so early, how tasteless."