Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 117 Burning Passion

Micah carried Sadie and left through the back door.

Alan, who was anxiously waiting by the car, knew something had gone wrong and apologized guiltily, "I'm sorry, brother, I really didn't expect..." Micah kicked him, sternly admonishing, "If you weren't my aunt's son, I would have strangled you by now!"

Alan's face turned pale from the pain, but he didn't dare speak up. Instead, he apologized, "It's my fault, I accept punishment. Is she okay?" Micah gave him a fierce glare, then carefully placed Sadie in the Aston Martin.

The effects of the medicine on Sadie had completely taken hold by now. She greedily smelled his familiar scent...

"It's you..." Sadie

Murmuring, her arms wrapped around his neck as she gave him a passionate kiss.

"Damn it!" Micah furrowed his brows. "You've been drugged, that's how this got to this point."

No wonder she had been lying there like a naked fool, motionless earlier...

With one hand on the wheel, Micah held her close with the other, letting her move around on him while he resisted his desires.

But suddenly, Sadie became unrestrained, her movements even wilder...

Micah couldn't take it anymore. He drove the car into a nearby grove at South Coast, pressed her against the backrest, and bit her earlobe, his hoarse voice whispered, "You asked for this..." He kissed her forcefully, like a beast gnawing at its prey.

She was passionate and actively cooperative, making him unable to get enough...

The enchanting moonlight seeped through the car window, shining upon the two of them, intertwining them like vines...

The night was passionate and wild.

In the morning, the sunlight pierced Sadie's eyes, and only then did she wake up drowsily. Opening her eyes, she saw the back of a familiar figure.

He sat on the car hood, smoking, with the morning breeze blowing his dark hair back. His white shirt was completely unbuttoned, fluttering in the wind, partially revealing the wolf head tattoo on his waist.

Sadie stared at him blankly, then looked at herself. She was completely naked, covered by his black windbreaker, and there was a tearing pain in a particular area.

She sat there in a daze for a long time before suddenly coming to her senses. Her heart was pounding, and she screamed in fear...

"Ah-"

Behind him, a terrified scream shattered the silence of the early morning.

Micah furrowed his brows slightly, extinguished his cigarette, and turned to the trunk to take two bottles of mineral water. He unscrewed the caps and handed one to her. "What's going on?" Sadie grabbed his arm, incoherently asking, "What happened last night? Between us, you, me... What did you do to me?"

"What do you mean, 'What did I do to you?' It was you who clung to me!" Micah said seriously. "I reluctantly and generously helped you. You should be grateful." "Nonsense, you scoundrel!"

Sadie raised her hand to hit him, but he grabbed her wrist. "You're resorting to violence as soon as you wake up. That's not very nice!"

"Don't you dare slander me. I'm not that kind of person..."

Sadie yelled in excitement, her chest heaving up and down due to rapid breathing, it was alluring and tempting!

Micah stared at her fair and perky breasts, feeling a bit restless inside, but he didn't touch her. Instead, he opened the video on the dashcam...

"See for yourself!" Though the video was blurry, Sadie could still recognize herself passionately kissing the person holding her face, the movements were even more stimulating than a movie... "I..." Sadie was shocked, her eyes widened in disbelief...