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Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love

Chapter 2670 - 143: Taking the Initiative to Embrace Abraham Redington
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Chapter 2670: Chapter 143: Taking the Initiative to Embrace Abraham Redington

"Cold...so cold..."

In her unconscious state, Molly Wellington instinctively moved closer to the warm presence nearby.

She didn’t know where she was; her eyes couldn’t open, her body felt stiff and sore. She only remembered falling into the swimming pool and the terror deep inside her heart magnifying rapidly.

The fear, just like when she was a child, plunged her into unconsciousness, a state of trembling fright.

But afterward, a warm glow enveloped her.

That glow seemed to have a magical power, driving away all the coldness in her heart, gradually warming her body that had sunk into icy chill.

However, just when she finally felt warmth, peacefully calm under the embrace of that glow...now she suddenly felt like she had plunged into an ice cellar, a chill seeping outward from her bones.

"Cold...um..."

In her unconscious state, Molly Wellington murmured incoherently, while her body instinctively burrowed into Abraham Redington’s embrace.

The tall man’s body was naked; to hold Molly Wellington and let her sleep soundly, Abraham Redington had taken off all his wet clothes.

His strong arm had wrapped around her waist from behind, tightly encircling her soft and delicate little body.

Both were asleep, though holding the woman he had longed for so long, embracing such a fragrant, soft body had already stirred a response in Abraham Redington.

The tension was almost unbearably painful with a slight ache.

But Abraham Redington had reminded himself.

Unless he got Molly Wellington’s consent, he must never recklessly take her.

The mistakes of youthful recklessness, the women he had hurt, he could not hurt again.

With those thoughts, Abraham Redington held Molly Wellington as he slept.

However, shortly after he fell asleep, the woman in his arms suddenly turned around and clung to him.

Molly Wellington seemed uneasy in her unconsciousness, murmuring softly without knowing what she was saying, only burrowing forcefully into his chest.

Molly Wellington’s soft, springy face unconsciously rubbed against the man’s firm broad chest and distinctly defined abs.

Her slender white legs closely clung to the man’s strong, lengthy ones, rubbing repeatedly, accidentally brushing against that damned sensitive area several times.

Abraham Redington almost woke up the moment Molly Wellington turned to him and embraced him.

All drowsiness vanished; the calm, deep sleep he had found with her was now stirred into stiffness and taut muscles by Molly Wellington’s unconscious ’seduction.’

The muscles of Abraham Redington’s back were tightly stretched, his arms as taut as iron.

He exerted immense restraint over the impulse in his heart, controlling the urge to turn Molly Wellington over onto the bed and pull up her restless legs to take her just like that.

The man took a deep breath, lowered his head, and patiently caressed Molly Wellington nestled in his arms.

His long fingers gently grazed her nape, her fragrant shoulder, her back...

Molly Wellington shivered unconsciously, softly moaning twice.

Such moans are truly a fatal poison.

Abraham Redington’s lower abdomen tensed even tighter and more painfully; he had to find a way to calm himself.

Suddenly, the man buried his face in the woman’s scattered black hair, the scent belonging to Molly Wellington flooding his nose; a fragrance he had longed for and thought of for many years.

The scent of her hair was still the same as when she was a child; no matter how many years passed, it was always that fragrant, soft, just right.

Whether it was the once cute and arrogant little girl or the seemingly competent woman now, she forever remained the proud, willful, yet fragile Molly who needed someone to love her.

In Abraham Redington’s deep, narrow blue eyes, the blazing flame gradually calmed.

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