Before she could decide whether to slap him twice on the face or directly take a knife to ruin it, Chad Yakov had already reached out to clasp the back of her head, pulling her in front of him, lowering his head to kiss her lips.
"Mmm!" Victoria Gibson was momentarily stunned, and the man in front of her had already started his advance.
"Chad Yakov..."
"I'm here." Chad Yakov contentedly released her, holding the cheeks of a blushing Victoria Gibson, not caring whether she was angry or shy.
His voice was gentle, his eyes dotingly looked at her.
Such a deep gaze as if the whole world did not exist, and in his eyes, there was only her.
Victoria Gibson's chest suddenly felt as if something had hit it hard.
She wanted to say something but couldn't make any sound.
"I'll give you time to calm down, but don't overthink. Whatever you want to know, I can tell you. Once you've calmed down, I'll explain." Chad Yakov simply said and then released her, turning to walk out the door.
