Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife novel Chapter 9

"Remember this. This is what it takes."

The gruesome scene woke Lorenzo up a little. He took the medical chest, squatted down and started to clean Jessica’s wound.

"Direct and rough, that’s how you do things." Jessica threw a glance at Lorenzo quietly, who was cleaning her wound.

"It’s bold of you to come in when you know I’m direct and rough. Aren’t you afraid of death?"

Lorenzo cleaned up all the tiny pieces of glass on her wound quickly, an odd feeling welling up inside him.

"You’re the one standing high above the masses, and everyone grovels to you, but I wouldn’t." Jessica turned to him, her eyes twinkling.

"All I want is peace. Can you leave me alone for now?"

Lorenzo finished dressing Jessica’s wound and helped her up carefully.

"You don’t have to shut people out. I want to be by your side. Let’s get through the hard time together."

Not only didn’t Jessica leave, but she turned around and took him in her arms, not letting go. She rubbed her head against his chest, just like a kitten craving for attention.

Her unique scent drifted through the air and hit Lorenzo’s nose. He couldn’t help but tighten his hold on her. His inner beast seemed to quiet down a lot the moment Jessica took him in her arms.

"You don’t have to suffer in silence with me. If you can’t take it anymore, you can bite me to vent your frustration."

Jessica said in a soft whisper as she stroked Lorenzo’s back gently to pacify him.

"You would go that far?"

"I don’t mean sex. I mean…"

Suddenly, Jessica bit Lorenzo hard on the shoulder as she spoke. Blood gushed out of the wound too quickly for him to react.

"Hiss…"

Lorenzo gasped and tightened his arms around her. Meanwhile, Jessica’s lace trim was snagged on the edge of the table as he drew back subconsciously, and the two fell on the chaise longue together.

"You’re taking this opportunity to retaliate against me, aren’t you, Mrs. Fletcher?"

Lorenzo looked down at Jessica beneath him and raised his brows, pain waking him up a lot.

"It’s called reciprocity, not retaliation." Jessica’s eyes gleamed brightly.

Just as she was about to get up, Lorenzo pinned her down against him, their warm breaths mingling.

Jessica could see his eyes darkening. Meanwhile, they were in an awkward position…

"Aren’t you going to get up, Mr. Fletcher?"

"You smell so good. What fragrance do usually you use?"

"You asked me before. I never use fragrances. I thought you had some better pickup lines. Or… are you interested in me?" Jessica chuckled.

"It was my fault. You wound must be hurting now. I’m sorry…" Lorenzo whispered tenderly, a regretful look on his face.

His gaze fell on Jessica’s delicate face. He stared at her sparkling eyes through the mask and kissed her on her smooth forehead.

Lorenzo was usually a domineering man, but now he was apologizing to her in his most tender voice, and that made her stiff all over.