Helen had taken full control of the kiss, and Chandler willingly surrendered, losing himself completely in the moment. Their breathing deepened, and without hesitation, he pulled her even closer.
Out of nowhere, her teeth sank sharply into his tongue.
The sting jolted Chandler, causing him to pull back abruptly. He pressed his lips together, looking at Helen with confusion.
"What was that all about?" he wondered inwardly.
Helen burst into laughter, clearly relishing the moment. "That's the secret code! You better remember it—those little temptresses that make you feel like you're floating aren't me. The one who makes you feel pain? That's the one who truly loves you."
Chandler gazed into her sparkling eyes, his heart racing wildly. At that moment, Helen exuded an air of freedom and rebellion that completely captivated him. Was this not the woman he had fallen in love with?
A surge of warmth filled his chest. After a brief pause, he stepped forward, cradling Helen's face in his hands. Leaning in, he kissed her, surrendering fully to the moment.
Helen felt breathless from the kiss, and with a playful twist, she nipped at him again.
Chandler hesitated for just a heartbeat before diving back in with even greater intensity, his kiss becoming a relentless storm. Overwhelmed, Helen finally surrendered, unable to resist as she instinctively gave in to his passion.
As her thoughts swirled in a daze, he suddenly pulled back, cradling her face in his hands. Breathing heavily, he asked, "Helly, will you give me a daughter? A daughter just like you?"
At that moment, Helen was completely swept away; if Chandler had asked her to pluck the stars from the sky, she would have done so without a second thought.
"Alright," she replied with a nod.
Without hesitation, Chandler lifted her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom.
They remained entwined until dawn, savoring every precious second together.
…
Upon hearing the last question, Sadie paused and flashed a sly smile at the reporter. "I don't know anything about this 'National Beauty' title.
"Honestly, any so-called 'nationwide' competition that university students aren't even aware of hardly deserves mention, let alone a discussion about wins and losses."
The reporter gulped nervously, his mind going blank. Under the pressure of the spotlight, he froze, unable to muster a follow-up question.
Seizing the moment, the other reporters pressed in.
"So, Ms. Fletcher, does this mean you're confident of victory this time?"
"Ms. Fletcher, we've heard you're still studying under Ms. Quarto. Can you share any updates about her?"
Sadie retained her aloof demeanor, brushing off the question entirely as she entered the venue.
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