Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

Chapter 149

There was a wine glass in one bottle and a wine bottle in the other hand. There was no time for Benjamin to react the moment Jane grabbed his face out of nowhere. Moreover, before he could even comprehend why she suddenly lay hands on his face, she was upon him like a wind washing all over him.

Her lips firmly pressed into his lips as she used all the momentum she could muster. Her eyes were closed, but his eyes weren’t. His eyes were far from closing. His heart jumped into his throat as shock shook his soul.

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Shadow who had been sitting on the edge of the couch watched with his mouth wide-open and all the half-chewed nuts up for view.

Unlike Rebecca who never kissed anyone before on the lips, Jane was a supreme expert as far as kissing was considered. Benjamin’s spine bent backward in response, but she kept pressing forward, sucking his lips into her mouth so she could then force her tongue into his mouth. Benjamin’s hands dropped the bottle and the glass before pushing her away so hard she crashed back on the sofa.

However, she got a bright smile on her face. She liked how rough he was. “I wasn’t expecting such strength from you. No wonder you could beat that cheater Donovan.” She licked her lips once. “But I must say your lips taste really well, and you didn’t even apply any flavor, did

you?”

Her voice barely reached Benjamin’s ears because of the loud music going on in the background. Benjamin clenched his fist. His veins swelled, starting from the hand and traveled all the way up to his

neck. He was stepping forward, but Shadow flashed in his path. “Control yourself, my lord,” Shadow sent a mental message, his hand pressing against Benjamin’s chest. “Your eyes are turning.”

Benjamin immediately looked away and shut his eyes. Damian, who was looking in the direction while dancing with Sasha, wondered. (Is she his wife?)

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“Take her as far away from here as possible,” Benjamin yelled and ran into the basement.

Shadow swiveled and coldly stared at Jane. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done? If I hadn’t stepped in…”

“Who the hell are you?” Jane was annoyed. “And where did Benjamin go? To the toilet?”

Shadow didn’t respond. In fact, he couldn’t. A lot of thoughts flooded through his mind. (This woman dared to tempt my lord… on a new moon night of all nights. I wish I could cut her into a million pieces right now.) He held in the anger as much as he could.

“I asked you a question. Are you deaf?”

Shadow raised his middle finger, shocking her.

“How dare you show me your attitude when I was asking you nicely!” Jane stood and swung her hand, aiming his left cheek, but she completely missed hitting him. Shadow was still in her sight, but he was just standing far enough that her hand couldn’t reach him. She quickly

stepped forth and tried slapping once more, but she missed again.

Gritting her teeth, she picked up a wine bottle and threw it at him rather recklessly. He slipped out of the bottle’s path like an elusive wind, and the bottle ended up hitting a stranger’s back.

Screaming in pain, the stranger chased Jane, but she ran away like her life depended on it. He would have caught up with her easily if not for Shadow swiftly throwing a pocket knife and piercing his butt. This time the stranger not only couldn’t find who attacked him but also couldn’t publicly show the pain he felt, either. It was just too embarrassing.

Shadow later stood at the entrance of the basement and didn’t allow anyone to come that way. Damian once tried to enter it, but Shadow’s cutting smile made Damian change his mind.

“Chill, bro. Tell my brother Benjamin I’m going home with Sasha, and that we liked our time here at this bar,” Damian told Shadow.

As Damian left, Shadow kept icily staring at him. (Calling my lord a brother…) He didn’t like it, but he could only swallow his frustration for the sake of his promise to Benjamin. Benjamin, meanwhile, was punching walls in the basement and left holes in them. It took about fifty punches to somewhat calm himself, but he was gasping by then. “Why are you acting like you tasted poison?” a feminine voice rang in his mind, and it wasn’t that of Jane. “I poured all my heart into the kiss, but you really know how to hurt my feelings, Ben. I guess I should have expected this much from a guy who killed everyone he grew up with.”

Benjamin clutched his head tightly and squeezed it hard. He wanted the voice to go away, but she kept giggling for some time and then it turned into crying. “Those who sit on the throne must marry,” another voice played in his mind. It was his father’s. “Ryenne loves you and wants to marry you. She’s also a warrior who never lost among her peers. You should just marry her. Besides, didn’t you two kiss each other? Take responsibility, and tie the knot.” “I didn’t kiss her, Father! She took me by surprise and kissed me!” Benjamin fought back.” Why should I take responsibility for her rash actions?” “If you don’t want to marry her, then do you have someone else in mind?” “No. I’m not ready for marriage yet.” “Fine. I’ll give you one year. Choose someone by then, or… marry the one I’ll pick for you. No questions asked.”

After the time passed and some crazy stuff happened, Benjamin ran away from home, not wanting to marry Ryenne or sit on the throne if he were to be forced to marry someone he wasn’t interested in.

All that trouble started with a kiss, and now the taste of Jane’s lips still remained on his lips and made him go crazy. Her scent flooded his nose and loaded his brain with nothing but her image. “Stop it.” He punched the hardened steel door, trying to break out of the basement. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

The sounds skipped Shadow’s heartbeat. “Shit.” He took the daggers out from under his shirt. “I hope the door doesn’t break.”