His unwanted wife, the world's coveted genius - Chapter 778

Chapter 778:

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“What?” Belinda’s eyes widened, her expression shifting in shock.

“I’m… I’m almost at my limit. Belinda, I need you… Can you help me?” Lucas’ voice was strained, almost desperate. The hand he braced against the doorframe trembled, his knuckles turning white as veins stood out prominently beneath his skin.

Belinda froze, her mind reeling. She hadn’t seen this coming.

Lucas had been drugged and now needed her. That meant…

She hesitated, words caught in her throat.

Her silence, however, was enough for Lucas. To him, it was permission. Before Belinda could fully process what was happening, Lucas surged forward, closing the gap between them. His strong hands gripped her waist, pulling her close as his lips claimed hers in another fierce, searing kiss.

His intensity took her breath away. She stumbled, her balance faltering, but Lucas held her firm. If not for his strength, she would’ve fallen under the weight of his sudden passion.

The door slammed shut behind them with a resounding bang. The sound reverberated through the room.

Belinda felt as though some forbidden boundary had just been crossed.

Lucas was burning. His body radiated a heat that seemed to sear Belinda’s skin, and his lips pressed against hers with an almost feverish intensity.

He didn’t hold back. His tongue demanded entry, prying her lips apart as he deepened the kiss.

He tasted her, drawing her in like a man drowning and desperate for air. Belinda’s head swam, overwhelmed by the raw force of his desire. With just one kiss, Belinda felt like he was going to devour her whole.

“Lucas… Be gentle…” Belinda managed to gasp between kisses.

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“I can’t.” Lucas’ voice was a low growl against her lips. He barely paused before kissing her again, harder this time, his movements growing more urgent.

In one swift motion, he scooped her into his arms, his lips never breaking contact with hers.

The room spun as he carried her inside, his steps steady despite the chaos burning in him. With a soft click, the lights flicked on.

Lucas placed Belinda on the bed and then violently tore at her clothes, no longer having the patience to undress her slowly.

At that moment, his mind was consumed with the single thought of claiming her.

It wasn’t long before they were both completely naked.

As Lucas leaned in again, his body pressed firmly against hers, Belinda couldn’t suppress the instinctive shiver that coursed through her.

The heat of Lucas’ body was staggering, almost unbearable.

He surrounded her completely, his presence all-consuming. For a moment, it felt as though even the air had thickened, leaving her struggling to catch her breath.

Lucas moved with urgency, his touches frantic and unrelenting. But just as the moment seemed inevitable, he forced himself to stop.

His chest heaved with restrained breaths, his forehead slick with sweat. Droplets rolled down his sharp features, his eyes locking onto Belinda’s, filled with a storm of suppressed longing.

He muttered, “Belinda, this is your last chance to stop me…”

When Belinda heard Lucas’ words, her pupils contracted slightly. Her lips parted as though she wanted to respond, but no sound escaped her.

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