Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband

Inside Kingsley's room, Gianna was standing under a bright chandelier.

Kingsley approached her.

Gianna leaned back with slight uneasiness.

"If you don't want it, then so be it." Kingsley put his hands down and looked carefree.

Gianna took a deep breath.

She would really sometimes hit the ceiling because of him.

She said, "Please hurry."

Kingsley let out a wicked smile.

Chicks dig bad boys.

No.

It was impossible for her to fall in love with such a playboy like Kingsley.

She held her breath.

She could feel Kingsley approaching her once again.

He touched her wedding dress.

Gianna waited.

He seemed to be looking for the button of her wedding dress and he had been searching all over for a while.

"Mr. Walker, do you have any idea how to take this off?" Gianna got impatient.

He had touched all over her body to be honest.

Kingsley's wicked smile seemed to become wider.

"There are no clothes that I can't take off." He suddenly looked into her eyes. "Especially yours."

Gianna's heart raced uncontrollably again.

She thought he would say "especially women's" at that second.

Yet what he said was indeed "especially yours".

The meaning was actually about the same, since she was a woman after all.

Yet she still felt that there was a lot of difference when he said that.

That was probably how it was to be a Lothario. His skill to attract women was beyond excellence.

For a woman who only had a romantic relationship with Kingsley and was too absorbed in him like her, she was really not his opponent.

She did not utter a word.

She intended to keep a distance away from him in terms of feelings.

Her dress suddenly slid down.

The first outer layer was taken off.

Gianna was slightly surprised.

She had not even noticed how Kingsley took it off.

"How did you take it off?" she could not help but ask.

"Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you," Kingsley said directly.

"..." What a pervert.

Kingsley continued to take off the second layer.

He also spent some time on it.

Luckily he managed to take it off in the end.

There came the third.

Kingsley's fingers moved. "I'll do it for this."

Gianna snatched his hand.

That was the last layer, she was still reluctant to let him see her naked body.

"Are you sure?" Kingsley asked.

"There's only one left, I'll take it off myself." Gianna was assertive.

As she said, she stooped, picked up the scattered magnificent clothes and was going to leave.

"Leave it here, I'll let Marvin take it," Kingsley said.

Gianna thought for a while and agreed.

She certainly did not think Kingsley would give such expensive clothes to her just like that.

She hurriedly said, "I'll give the one on me to you after I take it off."

"In order to avoid you seducing me over and over again, I have to remind you that Country B's chaplets and official robes are never designed to be taken off on someone's own. If you don't believe me, you could try."

Seduce?

When on earth had she seduced him?

She glared at him and was doubtful of his words.

Kingsley was giving her a casual look.

Gianna was reluctant to meet Kingsley over and over again during such late night too. She hesitated and started to lower her head, trying to take off the last layer inside his room. Yet she could not find the spot to take it off after searching for it all over.

"Where is it?" She was slightly frustrated.

"Under your armpit."

She did see a dead knot there and she jerked it.

Oh come on.

Who on earth had designed that outfit?

That design was too ridiculous.

Since it was at her armpit, it was inconvenient for her to take it off with both hands, and she could not untie it with only one.

It was getting on her nerves.

Kingsley was watching her in rage with amusement in front of her.

After struggling for a long time, she gave up and said, "Please help me, Mr. Walker."

"Don't you want to give it another try?" Kingsley did not act immediately and he crossed his arms in front of his chest instead, feeling enjoyable to see her enraged and helpless look. "No, thanks."

Kingsley uncrossed his hands and once again approached her.

Gianna's chest was going up and down due to rage.

Kingsley really wanted to remind her that he had limited tolerance.

He secretly adjusted his breathing and untied it for her with a seemingly expressionless look.

He untied it one at a time.

"Don't look!" Gianna put her hand on his eyes the moment he untied it completely.

Kingsley stopped.

He knew her last shirt had fallen beside his feet. That meant...Gianna had gone naked. Gianna did not wear bra because the bra's straps would affect the dress's appearance, and the outfit already contained the sponge of the bra.

Gianna was completely nude at the moment.

Her first reaction was to cover his eyes to not let him see it.

Yet she had no more extra hand to put on clothes on herself if she covered his eyes.

And she felt utmost embarrassing at that moment.

Kingsley whose eyes were covered was smiling from ear to ear.

He was watching fun of her.

"Could you close your eyes?" Gianna asked.

"What do you think?"

"Could you be more like a gentleman, Kingsley Walker?" Gianna was so apprehensive that the rim of her eyes was getting red.

She did not think virtue was important after being reborn.

Yet why did she want to do such a fearless thing when she could choose not to abandon it?

"If I'm not a gentleman, do you think you could still stand here naked, not... lying on my bed?" Kingsley retorted.

"Then could you behave more like one, and don't look at me?" She clearly sounded flattering.

Her voice was actually very gentle.

She sounded like she was pleading him in an intimate way when she displayed her fragility.

She really had no idea what kind of a woman's behavior would vanquish a man.

Yet she was dooming herself.

Kingsley said, "Beg me, then I'll not look."

"..." Gianna burst into anger.

That man was totally atrocious!

"Call me honey," he said.

"Kingsley, Walker!" Gianna snapped.

"I don't mind celebrating our bridal night with you like this." He was obviously threatening her.

Gianna really wanted to choke him to death and she said with her teeth gritted, "I'm sure there were a lot of women calling you that way before."

"But I'm not interested in them," he said.

"..." What a jerk.

Time slowly passed by.

Kingsley did not urge her at all. He did not move a muscle when his eyes were covered by her.

Gianna felt her arms started to go sore.

Kingsley was too tall.

She was wearing high heels, but she still needed to raise her arms very high to cover his eyes when she stood in front of him.

Her throat went dry.

She then spoke, "Honey."

Her voice was soft and was enough to make one loses his mind.00000