My Crazy Lady's

Chapter 17 (MCL)

Alex's sentence is clearly very understandable, but why the head and even his heart is very difficult to digest the meaning of Alex's words. Their eyes were currently locked onto each other.

"I want to go home!" the girl was nervous. The distance between them was only an inch until the mint-scented breath of the man could be sniffed by Hanna.

The word to go home is only on the lips. Hanna's feet were already veined to the ground, unable to move. Enough with the sharp eyes of the man had already managed to lock onto Hanna's movements.

Slowly, the distance between the two was further eroded. Alex's body drew closer until the man's chest felt stuck to his chest. Hanna could not think clearly anymore, when the man's sensual lips were already stuck to her lips. Slowly but surely the lips began to press, suck and caress so gently and seductively.

Hanna enjoyed it, however, confused as to what to say and react to it. His embarrassment was eliminated, changing his sense of wanting again. It's his first kiss, to the point of not having a shadow of what to do.

His body was burning, hot, especially when the burly hands cupped his neck, pressing more intensely on their lips. Following her instincts, Hanna opened her mouth letting the temptation of Alex's tongue in greeting her palate.

Hanna's knees trembled limply, her body as if it wanted to collapse could not withstand her weight. The face only turned irritated when Alex cut off contact between them. He still wanted to feel that kiss.

Alex who saw the reaction of Hanna's face who lost her pleasure smiled amusedly. It managed to make the girl even more annoyed, glaring sharply at Alex.

Not wanting to humiliate the girl, Alex fused their eyebrows together. Letting their breaths be together. Feeling guilty for his own weakness that could not withstand his turmoil.

"I'm sorry, I have to stop that wicked game, otherwise I will immediately lay you on this grass, and soon rule you until dusk greets you," Alex whispered heartily.

The expected honesty was understandable to Hanna. Belonging to the man had indeed swelled behind his zipper, struggling to be satisfied. Alex would have been very willing to do it if the girl wasn't Hanna, surely the man would have been struggling with sweat. However, Alex did not want to touch the girl before actually marrying her. Hanna is so precious from any woman.

Alex knows it takes time to get the heart of the girl who hates it. But he also could not compromise on the word rejection, so surely he would get Hanna white Jhonson!

"I know you'll still want it, but let me calm my hero down first" he whispered with a smile. The experience of kissing with Hanna, never thought that extraordinary pants were a sensation presented by their little kiss.

"Basic bawdy! who wants it? move over!" Hanna pushed Alex's chest to make room for him.

"But you look so relished," Alex's tease still boasted a smile.

"You're disgusting. That's my first kiss, and I'll give it to Will!"

Hearing Hanna's words made Alex angry. No one can touch the girl but her. "Never think of another man!"

"Basic crazy. What right do you have? I like Will, he's a lot better than a loser like you and I'm gonna marry him!"

Alex's anger was ignited. The most arrogant man in England hit the tree Hanna was leaning on, right by the girl's ear.

"You're just going to marry me, that's what it's supposed to be. You belong to me, only mine! You hear?" said Alex pulling Hanna's slender waist closer to her body.

Without making a sound, Alex extended his hand to the girl. Hanna the stubborn one flinched. However, as if the sky was laughing at their quarrel, it suddenly rained. The sky that looked bright turned cloudy.

Thinking of the road that might be slippery as it rains, and having no other choice, Hanna received the man's helping hand. Go up and sit behind the man. His heart pounded again as his chest touched that sturdy back.

The climbs they go through are getting heavier, because the rain is getting heavier. Both of them were wet with rain water. Without a second thought, Hanna pulled on Alex's shirt, making a grip as the man stomped his foot on the horse's belly, spurring the dark horse to a gallop.

The atmosphere was rowdy, when they arrived at the Malory family home page. Will is the first to approach, helping Hanna to get off. Seeing that the girl's body was soaked, Will immediately ordered his servant to pick up the blanket, covering the makeup of Hanna that was formed by the wet clothes he was wearing.

"You okay?" will asked worriedly.

"I'm good"

"Why have you guys been so long? where have you two been?" the question Andrew always spoke without thinking first, actually made the people there speculate as they pleased.

But of all that made Hanna's heart feel guilty was Catherine's annoyed gaze, who had now also given her a towel to dry Alex's hair.

Hanna back those scenes that they had done on the hill earlier. If Catherine had known what they had done, her sister would have strangled her.

"I fell down, up the hillside, fortunately His Grace helped me," Hanna told Catherine to atone for her guilt.

"Here we go, we better go home. After all, it was no longer possible to continue this event, the rain had already fallen. Our clothes are wet anyway." Alex had stepped up, giving back the towel he was wearing earlier to Will.

"Come, go home" he said without looking. Catherine who felt the remark for her immediately followed Alex's steps. Sensing Hanna was not following in her footsteps, Alex turned back. "You still there? come home with us. There's no way you still want to hang on to that wet outfit!"

That word is enough to assert the power of the words of a Duke. Wanted to argue, but what Alex said was true. He couldn't have shown his body any longer.

"I'm home first, Will. Julia, are you coming with us, or do you still want to be here?" hanna asked weakly. Like everything that happened made him shock.

"Go home, Han. Let Julia come home with me, " Sebastian said. After nodding, Hanna reluctantly followed the steps of the two people who always upset her.

The walk looked like an atmosphere in a graveyard, tense. Catherine's gaze unceasingly skinned Hanna down to the deepest layer of her skin. Hanna threw away her face, not wanting to take the dizziness from the dislike gaze of her sister.

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