His kiss was laden with endless affection, like a vortex into which Aurora almost drowned. Fortunately, she maintained a clear mind. She tried to push him away, but Julian simply pushed her down, causing her upper body to sink into the wardrobe.
She lay in the huge wardrobe while his hands began to wander restlessly, caressing her neck and the soft flesh of her waist. Wearing only a white shirt, Aurora had no space to resist.
She knew if Julian was this insistent, she would never have approached him that night! At such times, if a man were obedient, it would be suspicious, especially someone as domineering as Julian.
Aurora bit his lips hard, hoping the pain would make him let go, but instead, he kissed her even more intensely. Julian watched her reactions closely. Though he longed to be close to her, he did not want to do so under her almost humiliated gaze.
He teased her briefly and then left, giving Aurora’s heart a moment to relax. Soon, she realized she had felt relieved too soon. His hands moved from lower to higher, reaching under her shirt and kneading her moist, sensitive pearl.
His other hand was kneading her breasts, igniting a fire as he explored her sensitive spots. Those ten minutes were probably the longest she had ever endured. After ten minutes, he finally let her go.
Aurora pushed him away, keeping a distance, fearing he might lose control and take her back to bed. “Rest assured. If I had wanted to do so, I would have already started. Exactly ten minutes,” he said, showing his wristwatch.
One could say he broke his promise, but he had only kissed her without going further, although he had thoroughly explored her in those ten minutes.
Aurora’s face turned red, and she cursed softly, “Scoundrel!”
“If it wasn’t for an important meeting soon, I really would take you now. Wait here, I’ll have them bring up some clothes,” he said as he turned and left.
Aurora watched his retreating figure with gritted teeth, wondering how she could be so helpless against him!
She recalled how clingy he was that night and vowed never to provoke him again. But Julian had only kissed her. He hadn’t gone further, even though Aurora felt his physical response.
As Aurora was left dizzy from the kiss, Julian let her go and called the butler to bring her clothes. The butler was efficient. Within two minutes, he had brought her a set of clothes, including underwear and outer garments.
“Miss Montgomery, please see if you like them. If not, you can choose something else,” the butler said respectfully from the doorway.
“Thank you. Leave them there,” she responded with a cold snort in her heart.
He had claimed he hadn’t brought a woman here before. Yet, considering how remote this villa was, how could he have prepared young women’s clothing so quickly? And they were new clothes.
Alone in the room, Aurora changed into the dress, which was her usual size. She thought the size might coincide with that of other women similar to her build.
Of course, she didn’t know that next door there was a closet filled with women’s clothes, all bought in her size. That closet had been there for three years.
Julian had waited for her for three years, knowing they would meet again someday. Only her bust size had increased slightly over the three years. The rest of the clothes, though fitting, felt a bit tight in that area.