Chapter 678

The kiss was initiated by Feena. Her small tongue was bothering him relentlessly, just like how Jack was relentless with her that time. Suddenly, he felt a violent surge within him, as if he might explode at any moment. The pressure built, rising to a deafening climax. The kiss was soft and sweet. Her delicate body and intoxicating scent left him completely mesmerized. The alcohol in his veins clouded his mind, making him reckless. Every hidden desire he'd buried deep inside surged to the surface. Jack had always held back with Feena, but deep down, he was just a man—driven by lust like any other. The affection he'd long suppressed for her finally erupted, swelling beyond control. He wrapped an arm around her neck, tilting her lips up to his. Feena, a vision of a beautiful white swan with its neck held high, yielded to his desires. As it turned out, alcohol spelled trouble—especially when a man and a woman were alone. The moment his hands roamed her body, the desire he'd kept