Baron Lawrence saw the overly radiant smile on her face, his gaze slightly freezing, and he cursed under his breath, "Damn it."
Following his own desire, he reached out, grabbed the back of her head, and planted a fervent, blazing kiss.
His soft thin lips rubbed against Enna Clark's, sending a tingling, electric sensation through her, as Enna was about to move slightly.
Her waist was suddenly held tightly by the man, who whispered a warning in her ear, "Enna Clark, I'm warning you not to move around, if you do, I can't guarantee I'll still sit nicely and watch the movie with you."
"The nearest hotel is only 800 meters from here!"
The cinema is in the city center, and the nearest five-star hotel might really be only eight hundred meters away.
Enna Clark didn't dare move.
Baron Lawrence pried open her lips, absorbing the sweetness from her mouth, his kissing skills were so advanced that Enna Clark's tongue went numb.
