Vicky obviously knew what Tyler was referring to as a kiss.
After a few moments of hesitation, she kissed him once again, only this time, it was no longer a peck but a passionate kiss.
Just as she was about to end it, he grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her toward him, causing her to fall onto his lap.
"B*stard, let her go!" The man on the ground struggled in rage.
Not only did the other man not let her go, but he even deepened the kiss so eagerly that even his bodyguards looked away from the sight.
Vicky instinctively tried to shove the man away at the sound of the other man shouting, and the suffocating kiss finally ended.
She opened her eyes and found herself gazing upon a pair of dark, pensive eyes while the man studied her with a faint sneer and cold expression. "It looks like you really want me to break his legs."
She halted and said, "I don't mean that. There are just too many people around, and I'm a little uncomfortable. D—Don't misunderstand."
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