THE BILLIONAIRE'S VENGEFUL WIFE RETURNS
Chapter 123: HICKEYS 2

Chapter 123: HICKEYS 2

Harlow sat rooted to the bed, her face burning red with embarrassment as Alanis’s amused gaze lingered on her. How could she have lost control like that? How could she have plastered those all over him? Her lips pressed into a thin line as she tried to compose herself. This couldn’t be.

For all she knows everything Alanis had said could be fake. He might have been out with another girl and tried to accuse her of doing that to him. Harlow knew she hated this man enough to fantasize about his body. Not to think of leaving kiss hickey around his body. But the vivid memory of last night refused to let go.

When Alanis stepped back into the car, after the vomit incident, she had seen him as a sumptuous meal and couldn’t resist biting his sweet body. She wanted to eat him whole and ended up leaving a few hickey’s on his body.

Now she remembers everything, she wished she could crawl under a rock and disappear. Because now, this smug, insufferable husband of hers was parading around like a trophy with her handiwork on his body.

She should have never gone to that club in the first place, now she was in serious trouble with this devil.

But what Harlow thought she remembered was a little of what had happened. To Alanis, he had been driving when he felt a hand on his chest. When he looked down, there she was staring at him like a meal, almost drooling as she muffled unreasonable sounds.

"I want to eat you whole." She said with straight face.

"Don’t say things that way sweetheart. I might misunderstand your words again." He returned his gaze to the road and in the next moment he felt her lips on his neck. Those soft lips parted gently and gradually, and her wet tongue touched his skin, brushing against it lightly, sending electric sparks around his body. Alanis froze, and before he could react, she sucked it really hard.

He could already feel his erection hardening the moment she got on him. This woman really knows how to seduce someone and one thing he couldn’t understand was why she was so good at it.

The car abruptly came to a halt, Alanis closed his eyes, as he exhaled slowly, his breath shaky and he closed his eyes.

"Fuck." He muttered when her lips touched his nipples. Her tongue rolled around it and she bit it hard, leaving more painful yet sweet hickey’s around his body.

His men who escorted him all got down from their cars, wondering why their master suddenly stopped moving. One knocked against his glass and Alanis wined down.

He tried to maintain an indifferent face amidst whatever his wife was doing to him.

"We have a little emergency, so we’ll be on the road for a while." He said calmly and wined the glass back up.

"Y... Yes sir." The guard at the door stuttered and walked away to the others.

Alanis sat frozen on his driver seat, as her lips moved around his body. "Ng, so yummy," Harlow said.

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Back to the present, Harlow gulped as she stared at him. Her face was red from embarrassment. She cracked her throat to speak, but no words left her mouth.

"It seems my little villainess has a wild side," he teased. "Don’t forget to ask for help, just in case it gets out of control."

Harlow glared at him, cheeks glowing crimson. "Just tell me what punishment you want so we can get this over with." She rolled her eyes.

Alanis feigned deep thought, tapping his chin like he was deciding the fate of the universe. "Hmm... you could nurse me back to health. Love and care for me like a perfect wife until these... scars," ...he gestured at the marks... "are completely healed."

"Absolutely not," Harlow hissed, stepping back instinctively.

"Then..." His smirk widened, a mischievous glint flashing in his eyes. "I could return the favor. Place hickeys on you, exactly where you left them on me."

Her stomach flipped at the suggestion. Her gaze involuntarily trailed back to the marks on his chest, lower... she shook her head. There’s no way she’s letting this man’s lips move around her body. Her neck, nipples, stomach... ’Stop it!’ she scolded herself, shaking her head violently.

"This is barbaric!" she declared, trying to sound firm, but her voice wavered slightly.

"Barbaric? No," Alanis corrected, stepping closer to her, his voice smooth and low. "It’s called... poetic justice. Justice for my skin you destroyed."

"Can I tell you a secret?" He asked but kept talking without waiting for her response anyway. "I know you taste more sumptuous than me." His eyes moved down to her parted thighs and she closed them. Harlow got out of bed immediately.

"Fine!" she burst out. "I’ll take care of you until you’re healed. But nothing else."

Alanis grinned."Bad choice, but still manageable, for now."

"Wait, what do you mean ’for now’?"

His smile widened, his eyes dark with playful intent. "Don’t forget, darling. You broke two rules. This is just the first punishment."

Her jaw dropped. "Two punishments?! This is absurd!"

"Rules are rules," he said innocently, shrugging.

Before she could retort, a knock sounded at the door. Alanis turned, his relaxed demeanor shifting into something more composed. When he opened the door, Ava stood there, her expression betraying her shock as her gaze flitted to the marks on his chest.

"M-Master Alanis, Madam Garth is here to see you," Ava stammered, her cheeks flushed as she avoided looking directly at him.

"Tell her I’ll be there shortly," Alanis said calmly. Ava nodded quickly, scurrying away.

Harlow watched the exchange, mortified. As soon as the door shut, she rounded on him. "You’re not going out like that, are you?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

"Like..." She gestured vaguely, her voice dropping to a mortified whisper. "With the... hickeys!"

He chuckled, clearly enjoying her discomfort. "Your maid already saw them. What’s the big deal?" He walked over to the bed to get his cell phone.

"Your mother doesn’t need to see them!" she snapped.

Alanis tilted his head, feigning surprise. "Why? Are you... embarrassed?"

Harlow opened her mouth to argue but shut it quickly. She couldn’t let anyone else see what she’d done.

"Fine," she huffed. "At least wear something that covers them."

Alanis smirked, leaning closer to her. "As you wish, my little villainess." He smiled. "But a little kiss on the lips would make me feel better."

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