Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert)
Chapter 725

Chapter 725 Like a Little Wild Cat

Thinking of what Gilbert had done previously, forcing himself onto her, Kisa hated it to the core. She lifted herself and bit him on the shoulder. Gilbert grunted and furrowed his eyebrows, but he did not push her He just let her bite. Even when Kisa tasted a smear of blood in her mouth, she did not stop, as if she was venting her spleen through this bite. Perhaps she was tired of biting; she finally let go, and her mouth was full of blood. Gilbert's shoulder was mutilated, blood falling down his shoulder and dying the white bedsheet red. She glared at the man threateningly, like a small wild cat. After being bitten, his desire for her grew even more intense instead of receding. There was a craze of lust in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme.

"Are you happy now?"

"No. Even if I were to bite your shoulder off, it would not relieve my anger. 11

Kisa growled in anger. In the past, when faced with this situation, she was afraid. But this time, she looked angry. Her attitude toward him had changed a little, after all.

"You want to force yourself on me again, don't you? What else would a person like you could do other than force yourself on me?"

Kisa looked daggers at him. It made her blood boil when

she thought of all that he had done to her before.

Gilbert glanced at her furious look and sighed helplessly. Do you hate me that much now?" He asked in a low voice, lying on his side beside her as he firmly wrapped her in his arms.

Feeling his scorching body temperature, Kisa felt uncomfortable and annoyed. She pushed him.

Gilbert quickly caught her hand. "I said don't move, or I can't control myself and may do something to you. Don't say I didn't warn you." His voice was hoarse and low.

Kisa laughed in exasperation, appalled that he was blaming her for his failure to control his lust. She gasped, her chest heaving from the anger. Gilbert saw the perfect curves of her breasts. He felt an overwhelming desire rising within him. He glanced away, kicking himself for his runaway desire as if he had never seen a woman before.

Both of them calmed down for a moment before Gilbert spoke. "I really want to be good to you now, and you should not always reject me."

Kisa snickered. She had lost faith in love. Besides, she was not even sure if his love was real. He had hurt her so much in the past, and now she no longer felt a need for his kindness. Although he had proven that he had nothing to do with the prison fire, the most she could do now was just not to hate him.

"But I don't need your endearment anymore. Give it to other women," she said faintly.

Gilbert was so offended that he wished he could just

ravish her on the spot, but he was afraid the two of them would get further apart. At last, he could only hold back his emotions and said, "You aren't completely devoid of feelings for me, are you? Otherwise, you wouldn't be worried about me when I was in danger."

"Are you sure that is what I'm worried about?" Kisa looked at him with a snicker.

He was not so sure and said in a deep voice, "On Kerrona Hill, on the way to Hillsby-every time I was in danger, you—"

"On Kerrona Hill, I was afraid you would die because if you did, there would be no one to take me back to the resort safely; on the way to Hillsby, I was afraid you would die because if you did, there would be no one to go with me to replace out the truth." Kisa cut him off and snickered at him. "Don't believe me? Try to kill yourself now and see if I will worry about you."