resisted. Unable to control his physical reaction yet disliking it, he forcibly pried her hands off, “Elysia…” “Mommy!” His voice overlapped with that of Evan.” 10:03 Chapter 235 Evan, sharp as ever, questioned, “Hm? Did I just hear a man’s voice?” Elysia’s heart thundered against her chest, like a drumroll in overdrive. Though Tarquin’s vision was obscured by her hands, he could hear the rapid beat of her heart. He couldn’t fathom her panic. Yet, she pressed even closer to him. Suddenly, Elysia pressed against his evident arousal! Tarquin felt as if struck by lightning, his body tingling, a suppressed groan escaping him. Elysia, panicked, tiptoed to seal his lips with hers. Tarquin’s body shuddered again, desire peaking uncontrollably. Without a second thought, as soon as her lips touched his, he grabbed the back of her head to prevent her escape. One hand secured her head, the other pressed against her lower back, pulling her fiercely into his embrace. The force as if he wished to meld her into him. Elysia was stunned, never anticipating such a reaction from him. Caught off–guard, she was overtaken, his breath filling her mouth… He was like a predator, claiming his territory. Or a parched land greeting a long–awaited rain, desperately absorbing. Elysia was terrified by his intensity or body heating up, her chest heaving. Her lips sealed by his, she was deprived of even the space to breathe. Tension, thrill, madness, chaos, shame… She was on the verge of suffocating.