2nd. Season -
Suddenly, Lane heard a faint and weak voice clearly coming from far away.
"Let me go—you beast!" Carlyle screamed, pounding his body with all her might.
Declan glared at her with bloodshot eyes, saying, "Carlyle, I told you, you will always be mine, you will never escape," his lips were about to touch her lips.
Carlyle turned her head away, pushing against his lips with her hands. "I don't want your filthy mouth on me. Let me go!"
As Lane followed Carlyle's faint voice to the mouth of a dark alley, his eyes caught sight of the scene, and his emotions collapsed. In a sudden burst of rage, he lunged at Declan, yanking him away and throwing a tightly clenched fist at his face.
Declan instantly felt a sharp pain spread across his face and cried out, "Who the hell are you? How dare you ruin my night!"
Carlyle breathed a sigh of relief and slid down the wall, her legs giving way. Exhausted from the struggle, she collapsed to the ground, her eyes still filled with fear, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Lane was even more angry and gave him another punch, the man felt dizzy all of a sudden, wanting to open his eyes to see the other person's face clearly.
Summoning all her strength, Carlyle braced against the wall and stood up. She reached out to grab his clenched fist, her voice weak as she pleaded, "Stop, you'll kill him if you keep going---"
Lane turned around and looked at her, with a weak and frail appearance, which made his heart ache even more. He looked at Declan again and pushed him to the ground angrily, "I warn you, don't you dare come near her again!"
Lane picked up Carlyle, who was physically and mentally exhausted, and walked out of the alley quickly.
After walking a distance, Carlyle looked at him and said, "Please let me down. I can walk."
He felt that her body was still shaking with cold, so he asked, "Are you cold?"
Carlyle was still in the fear and panic from earlier, as if she hadn't heard his voice.
At this moment, Lane suddenly grabbed her and stopped her, took off his suit coat, and put it on her. She looked up at his face, and their gazes met and intertwined.
After a long time, Lane said, "My car is nearby. I'll take you home, and then I'll feel better."
"Um...," Carlyle felt very helpless at this moment, but she met Lane, her savior again, and her heart unconsciously leaned on him and she fell in love with him for some reason.
Carlyle was holding the key to open the door, but her hand was trembling. Lane quickly took the key from her hand and said, "I'll do it...".
The two of them went inside, and Lane thought it was best to let her rest in peace, not wanting to disturb her.
"Carlyle, then I won't bother you. I'll leave."
Just as Lane turned to leave, Carlyle suddenly hugged him from behind and said, "You... don't leave. Stay with me, okay?"
Lane was taken aback by her hug from behind, at this moment, he felt his heart racing, and he had never felt this way about a woman, not even Lila. Could this be the feeling of genuine affection for her?
Lane hesitantly turned around, and Carlyle's body was already in his arms. Tears began to stream down her face as she trembled, and she looked like a drowning child clutching a piece of driftwood, afraid that she would sink again.
LLane could no longer restrain the surge of emotions within him. With a heart aching tenderness, he lifted his arms and pulled her into a tight embrace, allowing her to weep freely and unleash the fears that plagued her soul in the sanctuary of his arms.
They held each other tightly for what seemed like an eternity, and Carlyle looked up at his face, and a sudden desire surged through her. She raised her feet, and her trembling lips gently touched his lips, and her soft tongue probed deep into the mouth.
Lane stared dumbfounded at her closed eyes for a moment, but quickly closed his own and took the initiative in entwining his tongue with hers, as he couldn't resist her kiss.
Their lips and tongues merged, and saliva from their mouths kept sticking to each other, the sound of kissing water filling their ears. Lane deepened the kiss, and it seemed that her breath had been swallowed by him. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, her breath in disarray as she said, "Give me...At this moment, it was only he who could calm the fear and anxiety within her.
The frenzied lips once again sealed her lips, and he picked her up and carried her to the bed in front of her, kissing her as they went.
This time, it was she who made the invitation, and Lane could no longer control the overwhelming desire he had for her without reason or explanation. His entire body suddenly burst into a blazing fire of desire.
At this moment, he wanted her too.
