Chapter 67 Disrupted Peace

• ALESSIA
• "What are you doing, Claude? I said later," I complained as I felt Claude's palm glide over my chest. But my husband ignored me. He kissed my exposed neck, his upward-swept hair creating a rustling noise. His kiss grew louder.
• I tried to avoid my neck being kissed because it tickled me, but he only kissed me more. Soon, his hand slipped inside my t-shirt, caressing my stomach and slowly moving upward. When it reached my bra, he suddenly slipped it inside.