CHAPTER 380: CHAPTER 380

Leo followed her with his eyes, his hands sinking into his pockets in a poor attempt to restrain himself. His jaw was clenched so tightly he could almost feel his heartbeat pulsing there.

Every time she bent down to examine something, the soft sway of her golden dress made his breath hitch. Every time she brushed her hair behind her ear, exposing the delicate side of her neck, his fingers twitched with the urge to pull her back into his arms and finish what they had started.

She turned in a slow circle, admiring the room—from the warm lights to the silk sheets—her face glowing with innocent happiness.

And Leo stood behind her like a man silently suffering, desire boiling under his skin, his control stretched dangerously thin, fighting the urge to drag her into his arms again.

Bella finally looked over her shoulder with a bright smile, completely unaware of how her little tour had tested every bit of his patience.

"Leo, this room is really beautiful..." she said softly.

And Leo, who was seconds away from losing the last bit of restraint he had left, swallowed hard and forced out a rough, restrained:

"...yeah. Beautiful."

But the way he looked at her made it clear he wasn’t talking about the room.

"So... are we staying here at night?" she asked, tilting her head, her voice soft and hopeful.

"Yeah." His reply came out lower, rougher, edged with the desire he had been swallowing since she left his arms.

And then he snapped.

He reached for her wrist and pulled her toward him in one smooth motion. Bella gasped softly as she collided with his chest, her hands grabbing his shirt to keep her balance. The sudden closeness stole her breath, her heart fluttering wildly as his warmth pressed into her.

"Let’s continue what we were doing," he whispered, his voice dropping into a deep, husky murmur that brushed against her skin like warm velvet.

Before she could respond, he dipped his head and pressed his lips to her neck—slowly, deliberately, as if claiming that soft spot as his own. Bella’s entire body stiffened for a moment, then melted, her knees weakening under the heat of his mouth.

"Le...o..." she breathed, her voice trembling with shyness and something deeper, something warm and heavy blooming in her belly.

He kissed the same spot again, slower this time, letting his lips linger, letting her feel the softness of his mouth and the gentle heat of his breath. His hand slid around her waist, fingers curving along her hip as if wanting her closer—closer than their clothes allowed.

Her cheeks flushed a deep rosy red, and she tilted her head without realizing it, giving him more space.

"You feel it too..." he whispered against her skin, his voice rich and intoxicating. His other hand slid up her back, warm and steady, guiding her closer. "The way you react to me... the way your body listens to my touch..."

Bella’s breath hitched, her fingers curling tighter into his shirt as he kissed down the side of her neck, slow enough to make her shiver, deep enough to make her pulse race. She couldn’t stop the quiet, helpless whisper that slipped from her lips.

"Leo..."

"Hmm... you’re such a bad girl," he murmured, his voice thick with heat as his fingers tightened around her waist. "So easily distracted... wandering around the room and forgetting why I brought you here."

Before she could answer, he bit gently into the soft curve of her neck. Bella gasped—no, she moaned—a small, breathy sound that escaped her without warning as his teeth left a warm mark on her skin.

The moment that sound reached his ears, something fierce and electric rushed through Leo’s veins. His breath hitched, his grip tightened, and a dark hunger flickered in his eyes.

"Do it again..." he said, his voice low and rough, as if the single sound had awakened something primal inside him.

Bella blinked shyly, her cheeks burning hot. The alcohol was completely gone now—every trace replaced entirely by him, by his touch, by the heat rolling through her.

"I... I can’t..." she whispered, covering her face in embarrassment.

Leo rolled his eyes, though his mouth twitched with a smirk. In the next second, he scooped her up with effortless strength.

"Leo—!" she yelped as he tossed her lightly onto the bed. She bounced once, her hair falling in waves around her shoulders as she stared at him with wide, startled eyes.

But Leo didn’t give her time to think. He climbed onto the bed after her, slow and predatory, the mattress dipping under his weight as he crawled forward on his hands. His gaze was hooded, heavy, intense—as if she were the only thing in the world that mattered.

Bella’s heartbeat stumbled. Her fingers curled tightly into the sheets as nervousness washed over her.

"Don’t be nervous," he whispered, leaning closer until his lips brushed hers in a soft, tender kiss that dissolved every fear instantly. "I will never harm you," he murmured, his forehead resting gently against hers. "And I will never force you."

Her shoulders softened at once. She exhaled, her big eyes lifting to meet his with complete trust and a warmth that made his chest ache.

Leo chuckled at her innocence, the sound low and warm, his breath brushing her lips. "My bunny," he whispered, shaking his head gently as if he adored her too much. "You still need to learn so much."

His fingertips traced the outline of her mouth—still pink and swollen from his earlier kisses. His thumb pressed against her lower lip with slow pressure, parting it slightly.

Then, with deliberate slowness, he pushed his thumb between her lips.

Bella’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat.

"Suck," he said softly, his voice calm but carrying pure authority, a command that wrapped around her like warm silk.

Bella hesitated, her lashes trembling, her cheeks burning even deeper. She looked helplessly shy... yet her lips closed around his thumb like she couldn’t resist him.

And when she began to suck gently, unsure and innocent, Leo felt his entire body jolt, a sharp breath escaping him.

His bunny, with her timid eyes and soft mouth, was going to destroy him.