Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love

Chapter 15 A Fierce Kiss

Ann frowned, wondering if she heard it wrong.

But the knock on the door didn't stop.

She only knew a few people in the River City. Besides, it was so late. Could it be Phillip that came to

pick up Carson?

Just as she was hesitating, her phone rang. It was the number she had dialed before.

When Ann answered, she only heard three words.

"Open the door."

It was Phillip.

Ann opened the inner door, and then she saw Phillip was leaning against the security door.

The corridor was in half-darkness, so Ann couldn't see Phillip's face clearly. Instead, she heard his

voice.

"I'm coming to pick up Carson."

The neighbors on the other side seemed to have been disturbed, and Ann heard the sound of their key

being turned in the lock.

Ann opened the security door at once and asked Phillip in.

Just as she closed the door, before she could speak, she felt a pain in her back and was pressed

against the wall.

Maybe they accidentally pressed the switch in the living room, so the lights all went out.

Before Ann could figure out what was going on, she felt a tingling pain in her lips, and then the smell on

Phillip permeated around her.

Ann opened her eyes wide and reached out to push him away, but her hands were clasped against the

wall. It was a fierce kiss, and he was almost biting her lips. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

He moved his other hand up along her pajamas and put it on her boobs.

Ann froze, gritted her teeth, and knocked her head onto Phillip's.

A muffled bang sounded in the living room.

Ann got dizzy because of the impact, and Phillip also grunted. He stopped kissing her, but he did not let

go of her.

He leaned his head against her shoulder, and Ann felt his hot breath on her cheek. She frowned and

smelled the alcohol.

"Mr. Phillip?"

"..."

"Phillip Moore, you're drunk!"

However, with the help of the lightning outside the window, Phillip looked at Ann's face and found she

was frowning.

He also saw her red and swollen lips that he had laid his kiss on.

Her dark eyes looked incredibly beautiful in the night, and she was like an elf that only hunted for food

at night, but she also looked a bit beaten up for some reason.

Phillip abruptly clasped Ann, as if he wanted to stick to her. He said in a low voice,

"You are mine."

Ann tried to break free, but failed.

"How on earth is he better than me? We met earlier..."

It was useless to reason with a drunk. Ann gritted her teeth and decided to kick Phillip, but he dodged

it.

Ann frowned, 'How fast he is!' And she wasn't in the mood to think about what Phillip wanted to say.

"Phillip, are you faking it?"

Phillip paused for a moment, and then he held her tight.

Ann was almost sure Phillip was pretending to be drunk. As she struggled, she caught a thick book on

the table beside her and threw it at Phillip, but she didn't know where it landed.

She was rewarded with a muffled grunt of pain. The next minute, Phillip didn't hold her as tight as just

now. His entire body fell onto her, and she nearly lost her balance.

Ann gritted her teeth and shook his head, "Phillip, you can drop the act!"

Phillip did not say anything.

Ann frowned and patted him tentatively, but he didn't move at all.

She got a little panicked and was afraid that Phillip would become a fool because of that hit.

Ann tried her best to drag Phillip to the sofa beside them. She turned on the light and saw he was not

injured. He closed his eyes as if he fainted.

Ann heaved a sigh of relief, and when she saw Phillip's face, she was a little hesitant.

'Should I help him to the bedroom?'

However, she remembered that Phillip had asked her about the relationship between Karl and her. If he

found out that she and Karl were sleeping in separate rooms, it might cause more trouble.

Therefore, she went to the bedroom and got a blanket to cover Phillip before returning to her room.

Phillip, who pretended to be unconscious, opened his eyes and looked at the blanket and sofa. He

raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head.

He pursed his lips, 'What a ruthless woman.'

...

It was early the next morning.

Ann got up and freshened up in the bathroom of the master bedroom. When she was ready to make

breakfast, Phillip also got up and sat on the sofa in the living room.

When she saw him, she felt a little awkward.

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