Chapter 542: Chapter 542: Serena, Just Try Biting Me!
Serena Sterling’s heart sank. Was he trying to control her life’s freedom?
To what extent did he want to manage her?
Just now, his casual words had already shocked Serena, as she looked into Hayden Crawford’s deep, narrow eyes that resembled ink that had spread out, devoid of any light, making it impossible to decipher what he was thinking.
"Hayden Crawford, don’t be like this. Even if I can forgo working at the kindergarten, I still have other things to do..."
"Oh," Hayden interrupted her coldly, curling his thin lips into a mocking smile, "Do you have someone else to accompany?"
"..."
Hayden’s hand firmly pinched her soft waist, "I almost forgot, you’re about to go to The State of Westria to see Seth Sullivan. Seth is waiting for you there, isn’t he? There might even be... your children there. So, you can’t stay with my son, Caden Crawford, during the day, nor can you stay with a man like me at night, right?"
He truly had heard her conversation with Seth and knew she was going to Westria.
Serena tried to ignore his sharp and sarcastic words. She lowered her long lashes, "I am going to Westria, and I have a very important task there. Anyway... besides me, you have plenty of other women around. If we were together, you would soon get tired of me... Ah!"
Before Serena could finish her words, Hayden gripped her slender waist tightly, turning her effortlessly to face him.
Serena felt her beautiful back press against the cold countertop. She wanted to move, but Hayden supported himself on the counter, trapping her firmly in his embrace. He laughed sinisterly, "Serena Sterling, you seem to be eagerly hoping that I tire of you. Are you already praying that I kick you out tonight, letting other women climb into my bed so you can escape me, right?"
Serena quickly knitted her delicate brows, "I don’t mean that... Please let me go; Auntie Mccoy and Caden will come in soon..."
Seeing her resist and reject him, Hayden pressed his thin lips into a cold line. He lowered his head, viciously capturing her red lips.
This time, he kissed with a fierce urgency, like a storm, rapidly venting. Serena quickly found it hard to breathe, feeling as if her fresh air had been stolen by him.
Feeling discomfort, Serena pressed her small hands against his firm chest, opening her mouth, intending to bite him.
But this time, Hayden sensed her intention first. He reached out, forcefully pinching her exquisite little face, "Serena Sterling, dare you bite me and see what happens!"
Her small face was pinched into a pout, and she looked at him with bright eyes filled with humiliation and silent defiance.
Hayden glanced at her red, luscious lips, alluring and full of temptation. He pressed his thumb harshly against them, watching her red lips repeatedly lose their color under his fingers, only to bounce back vibrantly once he let go, igniting a crimson flame in his eyes.
The two of them had engaged in many intimate acts; naturally, Serena understood what he wanted now. Three years after reuniting, his desires in that regard had grown intense. A 32-year-old man, displaying no restraint before her.
Just like now, Serena felt as if he was defiling her red lips with his fingers.
Hayden silently gazed at her, his desire evident, reaching out to hold her, intending to lift her onto the countertop.
Serena’s small hand frantically fumbled around, unsure whether she touched a bowl or chopsticks—this was the kitchen, after all.
Serena quickly halted Hayden’s large hand, "Wait a minute!"
Being interrupted at this moment, Hayden’s intense gaze bore into her, "What’s the matter?"
"Can we wait until tonight, when we’re back in the room..." Serena whispered, trying to negotiate with him.
Hayden raised a brow, exuding the charm of a mature man, "What, never tried with Seth in the kitchen?"
"..." Serena’s face paled.
Hayden directly pushed up her dress.
"Hayden Crawford," Serena stopped him again, "I’m, um, on my period..."
Hearing this, Hayden pursed his thin lips, his breath heated as he was in the heat of the moment, but she claimed to be on her period.
"Why now, of all times? Let me see." Hayden lifted her dress.
"Don’t, I’m not lying to you, I really am on my period!"
Hayden’s large, distinctive hand gripped her thin waist tightly, his irritation evident. With his current displeasure, he failed to control his strength, pinching her hard, "How do I know if you’re bluffing? Serena Sterling, the little liar, full of lies."
Serena felt the pain where he pinched her, knowing her delicate skin must have reddened.
Each time he was displeased, he would resort to hurting her.
Serena’s teeth bit down on her red lips, "I’m not lying this time; you can check if you like. Anyway, women on their period can’t do it, or they’ll get gynecological issues."
Hayden stared at her for a moment before releasing his grip, his handsome face impassive, "Such a killjoy!"
He believed her.
Serena had deceived him; she wasn’t actually on her period. However, she had recently had stitches, and the doctor advised against intercourse, so she resorted to a lie.
When she couldn’t satisfy him, he turned indifferent and callous, unhesitatingly pushing her away.
Serena moved, attempting to break free from his embrace.
But Hayden’s tall and strong frame was like a wall, showing no sign of moving, keeping her confined.
Serena looked at him, puzzled and confused.
Hayden thought her act was superb. Her innocent expressions of purity and ignorance suggested she knew nothing. The corners of his mouth curled coldly with intrigue, his throat rolling out two words, "Kneel down."
What?
Hayden had no patience for her act or feigned innocence, grabbing her slender wrist and forcibly pressing her to kneel beside his leg.
What did he want?
Serena was no innocent maiden; the suggestive position made her mind explode with a "boom." Was he planning to...?
Now she knelt while he stood, Hayden looking down at her with amusement, "Why gaze at me like this? There are many ways for a woman to please a man. Do I need to teach you this? Haven’t you done this with Seth?"
Serena’s pupils shrunk, staring dazedly at him.
Her eyes were simple and innocent, laced with a touch of taboo, as though he were a beast.
Hayden collected his gaze, intending to look no longer, spreading his thumb and forefinger to release his sturdy belt with a smooth motion.