F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 120

I grabbed his arm, my body stiffening. Although I was in extreme discomfort, I somehow managed to retain a hint of clarity.

I vaguely remembered that Lukas seemed to have warned me not to have any improper thoughts about him.

My mind seemed to have split into two parts. Despite feeling extremely uncomfortable, I released my grip on Lukas's hand, as if his arm were burning hot.

Without realizing it, I whispered, "No, that won't be necessary."

Lukas sensed my reluctance, and a flicker of disappointment crossed his face. It seemed I didn't want to be with him in this way.

He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and responded, "Okay, no problem."

I clung tightly to the backrest of the passenger seat, almost tearing it apart.

Even though I was enduring it and not throwing myself at Lukas, my breathing, body temperature, and whimpering were still affecting him.

Lukas felt like his entire body was about to explode from enduring it.

He suddenly slammed on the brakes and asked himself, why should he endure this when I was already his wife? He should help me, shouldn't he? Why should he watch me suffer because of the drug's effects?

Lukas unbuckled his seatbelt and turned towards the passenger seat, where I was sitting uncomfortably, my body twisted in pain. He spoke in a gentle tone, "Aurelia, let me help you, okay?"

However, his tone had changed entirely from his initial willingness to help.

I, who was shedding tears due to the pain, stubbornly shook my head and declined his offer. My face turned red, and under the neon lights outside the window, I looked fragile and stunning.

Lukas reached out to touch my arm.

I could have endured it all, but when I felt the coldness of his touch, I couldn't bear it anymore. My body seemed to get even hotter as if I had gone mad, and I couldn't control myself anymore.

I threw myself at Lukas, mumbling unconsciously, "It's so cold, help me."

Unable to control himself any longer, Lukas passionately kissed my red lips with such intensity as if he wanted to devour me whole.

My mind became less and less clear, but in my subconscious, I felt that I had forgotten something crucial.

Lukas's advances were overwhelming, and I responded to them under the influence of the drug, desire taking over my rationality.

Lukas held my slender waist tightly, so tight as if he could crush it with a little force, so tight there was no space between us anymore, making his desire even more intense.

I, with a red face and mesmerizing eyes, looked straight at Lukas. "Go... go to the hospital, thank you."

Lukas stared at me, feeling like he had been doused in ice-cold water from head to toe.

He looked at the blood on my arm, and his eyes darkened.

I was in great distress. I had felt the warmness emanating from Lukas's body earlier, and it had made me feel exceptionally comfortable. I couldn't help but want to lean towards him.

I resolutely continued hurting my arm, using the pin from my brooch to make two more cuts beside the existing wound.

Lukas's pupils contracted, and his entire body froze. "Stop it!" He shouted, his voice almost angry.

He never expected that I would be so fierce towards myself just to avoid having any improper thoughts about him.

He should have seen it earlier. This woman was ruthless to others but was even more ruthless to herself.

I didn't even have time to consider Lukas's reaction. I was breathing heavily as I said urgently, "Go to the hospital."