Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1690

The sheer force of the slap whipped Steve's head to the side. A stinging heat radiated across his cheek, yet he didn't explode in anger. Maintaining that slightly turned posture, he paused for two long seconds before suddenly letting out a low chuckle. The very next second, he snapped his head back, his pitch black eyes locking onto her like a predator.

"What do I want from you?" Taking a menacing step forward, he backed Sylvia flush against the car door. "Originally, I didn't want to do anything." His gaze dropped to her lips, growing increasingly dark and turbulent. "But since you hit me, it is only fair I take a little something in return."

Before she could react, he gripped her chin, forcing her face up, and crashed his lips down onto hers. The kiss was heavy with the undeniable intent to punish. Steve's lips and tongue were scalding hot as he ruthlessly forced her teeth apart, plundering every inch of her mouth with wild abandon. They had both been drinking, and the intoxicating scent of alcohol twisted and fermented as their breaths collided. Sylvia tasted of rich red wine, underscored by her own unique, delicate sweetness. The flavor instantly ignited Steve's nerves, sinking him deeper into the intoxicating haze.

Sylvia was kissed so fiercely she could barely draw a breath. Her brain, already sluggish from the liquor, completely short circuited into a messy fog. Acting on sheer survival instinct, she pressed her hands against his chest, desperately trying to shove him away. But pushing against his solid muscles with her feeble strength was like a kitten batting at a stone wall, utterly failing to move him an inch. Her senses were entirely hijacked by his potent, aggressive masculine scent. The overpowering proximity only deepened her intoxication, turning her legs to absolute jelly.

Sensing her swaying on her feet, Steve swept his long arms under her, effortlessly hoisting her entire body into the air. Sylvia let out a startled gasp as her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, leaving her straddling him.

However, that sudden, jarring motion proved to be the final straw for Sylvia's churning stomach. A violent wave of nausea surged violently upward, sour bile racing straight up her throat.

"Ugh..."

By the time Steve realized something was horribly wrong and tried to release her, it was already too late. With a sickening retch, Sylvia threw up directly onto his neck. The warm, utterly repulsive liquid slid down his throat, pooling stickily against his chest, with a portion of it even trailing down his back. An indescribable, sour stench instantly permeated the cold night air.

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