This was Bella Acker's first drunken kiss with Damian Sinclair, just like an innocent young girl, her face flushed and body weak from being kissed, only able to cling tightly to his shoulders.
Like a boat in a stormy sea at night, drifting along the waves.
"Dam... Damian." Bella Acker slightly tilted her head to accept the kiss, dazed and unaware when the kiss began, transforming from gentle to domineering.
Her entire body softened, facing the increasingly dominant kiss, she could only be forced to endure.
Initially, Damian Sinclair indeed intended to soothe her frightened heart gently, but the more he kissed, the more he craved the sweetness from her mouth, unconsciously transforming into a hungry wolf.
As for his self-control, which he always prided himself on. Anyway, it no longer existed in front of this little woman; why should he pretend?
He wanted her, every moment from their separation to now.
Damian Sinclair kissed Bella Acker.
