Chapter 383 A Real Hooligan

Warm sunlight trickled down to the living room, bathing everything it touched with a faint golden glow.
Emily looked especially beautiful under it, with her white beach sundress accentuating her features. If
Jacob could, he would hide Emily from everyone else's sight as her beauty could attract other men as
well. If they even saw her right now in her beach attire, they would instantly fall in love and go crazy for
her.

Beryl ran around Emily, frolicking. "Mommy, you are so beautiful, just like a fairy!" Beryl exclaimed, her
eyes sparkling with delight. Jacob sat on the living room sofa, admiring the view in front of him as well
with his dark eyes. His irises held something intense as he continued to gaze at her. Emily was indeed,
a truly beautiful woman--and it stirred many things inside him.

Emily felt like someone was staring at her. She whipped her head around and true enough, Jacob's
eyes were watching her. When she met his burning orbs, she felt a bit uncomfortable for some reason,
contrary to the way she usually behaved in front of other people. It made her feel queasy as she
coughed uneasily, and in an effort to change the subject, she said, "Beryl, come here. I will help you
change your clothes."

Beryl was happy enough to comply and jumped straight into her arms. "Mommy, I'm going to be a fairy
like you! It's great," she declared excitedly.

"Beryl, if you want to dress like a fairy, you should be cooperative with me, okay?" Emily told her and
guided her into her clothes gently.

"Okay, mommy," Beryl answered quickly.

From the sofa, Jacob continued to devour her appearance with his eyes, until she closed the door
again. A faint smile couldn't help but form onto his lips, and his dark eyes were full of joy and desire.



Meanwhile, Emily helped Beryl get dressed and she slathered a generous amount of sunscreen onto
her smooth, delicate skin. After that was done, they joined Jacob in the living room, and they went
together outside to the beach.

It was a fine afternoon outside. The previously bright sunlight was now a gentle orange glow of the
golden hour. It shone on the sea beautifully, and the water reflected azure tones on the white clouds
like a patchwork quilt of color. It wasn't hot, and everything was good. The three of them strolled along
the sandy shoreline and basked under the warm, comfortable light of the sun.

Beryl's eyes looked out to the waters. "Wow, how beautiful!" she said in admiration. She felt really
happy to gaze at the sea and the beach that she had yearned to see for so long. She looked like a
cute, happy pixie as her eyes were alight with a young, girlish enjoyment of life.

She continued to look at the blue waters that captivated her so much. Emily didn't hold Beryl back
when she saw how excited she was. She even allowed her to happily pick some shells and play with
the sand on the shoreline.

Emily was suddenly broken from her thoughts when someone called out to her. "Emily, come with me,"
Jacob said. He held an outstretched hand for her to take, a charming smile on his face, and invited her
to swim in the sea.

In turn, Emily was fully entranced by his smile, so she took his hand and pressed it firmly into her
delicate one. Her vice-like grip held his palm as if she would never let go. A gust of wind from the sea
suddenly blew up the skirt of her thin dress, revealing an expanse of velvety smooth, fair skin that
looked exquisite under the golden sun.

Jacob's eyes burned with desire as he held Emily with his long arms and took her into the sea. While
they were in the waters, he dipped his head and whispered in her ear, "You're so beautiful today." His
hot breath caressed her earlobe, and made her blush and feel warm.



While they floated in the waters, Emily took a deep breath and slowly calmed herself down. Then, she
pushed him aside with her hands and swam to the other side, pretending that nothing had happened.
However, she was soon caught by Jacob and fell back again into his arms.

A pair of hands snaked around Emily's slim waist and pulled her closer to its owner's body. It was
Jacob, who then pressed his lips onto hers arduously. Emily could feel the burning touch of his palms
on her skin as they fondled her, and it made her feel the thirst of hot desire as well. It was like the very
blood in her veins was boiled by his kiss, and even the cold seawater couldn't cool her down.

Jacob began to lead them to swim into the waters as they kissed. Their lips melted into one another
and they were like a pair of kissing fishes in the sea. Suddenly, a wave came towards them, and in the
next second they were engulfed in the tide. They instinctively held their breaths as they sank under the
water, but their lips remained attached. Jacob didn't fear the waves at all and he continued to kiss her
even more violently and aggressively.

However, he did take her out of the water before Emily ran out of air. When she came back to her
senses, he pulled her into the sea and kissed her again. They went like that for a while and Jacob was
obviously delighted in this kissing game, as he seemed to never get tired of it.

Emily tried to kick him away, but her legs were buckled under the seawater. Finally, Jacob held her up
just above the sea's surface. She subconsciously hung her arms around his neck, and her head lolled
on his shoulder as she gasped for air.

"You… You are a real hooligan!" Emily scolded.

They were so close that her breath brushed his ear, and it went straight into his heart and his lower
belly. Jacob's body was excited and driven by lust again, as the beast of desire hidden deep in his body
slowly woke up. His hands moved down and stroked her long legs.



When Emily realized that she had aroused him, her skin flushed a deep red and she wanted to pull her
hands back, but failed as they were held tight by Jacob. She became somewhat annoyed from her
embarrassment and said, "Jacob, let me go!"

"No, I don't want to let you go," Jacob's husky voice said in a rebellious tone. His lust made him act like
a rascal.

His scalding palms were hot like molten iron on her inflamed skin, as if they were going to set her
whole heart and soul on fire in the next second. "Let me go! Or I'm going to get angry!" she threatened.

In the middle of his eager touches, Jacob felt somewhat helpless for some reason at her words, and his
eyebrows furrowed. "Really? You want me let go of you? Okay," he said in a teasing tone.

He loosened his grip accordingly. However, Emily slid directly into the sea as she hadn't fully recovered
her strength yet. She instinctively reached out and held onto him once more in case she would sink to
the bottom again.

"You..." Emily muttered. When she looked up to see a mischievous smile plastered on Jacob's face,
she suddenly realized that he was playing tricks on her. She was annoyed by his satisfaction, so she
released her grip on him, kicked him in the shins, and swam away by herself.

Jacob felt guilty when she went away. "I know I'm wrong, Emily. I'm really sorry if I did anything wrong,"
he amended. He swam quickly to where she was and hugged her again, coaxing her softly as if she
was a spoiled child. "You don't have the strength to swim back to the beach right now. I'll take you
back, okay?" he said gently as he stroked her bare arms.

"It's none of your business," Emily refused. Her face was cold as she tried to pull her hands back away
from him, but she accidentally slapped him in the process. A reddish mark began to form on his
handsome face.



Emily was stunned for a moment, but after a while she bit her lips and said, "You deserve it."

"Yes, yes, I deserve it," Jacob replied softly. Even if there was a reddish imprint of a palm on his cheek,
he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he burst into laughter and pulled her closer to him. While swimming
towards the shore, he continued, "Don't be angry, my sweet girl."

However, Emily kept struggling hard in his arms. Her delicate body rubbed hotly against his own.

The friction between them only got hotter. Jacob took a deep breath and his voice grew a bit hoarse.
"Baby, I swear if you keep moving in my arms, I'm afraid I would play our game with you in the sea
once more," he said in a teasing tone.

Emily's cheeks flushed again. She was exasperated at his shameless and cheeky words, and she
almost didn't want to restrain herself from punching his chest. She couldn't help but wonder why Jacob
was becoming more and more shameless now. Even when they were swimming in the sea, his mind
could sure cook up some dark, lecherous thoughts…

However, she was a clever woman so she stopped moving as she knew that struggling would make
things worse. Jacob led them ashore and gave her a wet, salty kiss when they landed on the sand.
After that, he turned around and swam into the sea again, his body moving like a vigorous, graceful
fish.

Her cheeks were aflame once again. She caught her bottom lip between her teeth and tasted the salty
tang of the seawater. The thought of what Jacob had done made her heart pound faster.

"Mommy!" Beryl yelled from a distance and broke her from her reverie. Beryl's little bare feet swished
across the soft sands of the beach as she ran towards Emily with a curious look on her face. "Why is
your face so red?" she asked, standing in front of her mother.



Emily's cold fingers touched her face and she answered, "Because the sun kissed my face."

"Oh," Beryl said with a nod. Her young, naive self believed Emily's words and held up a shell she had
picked up. "Look, mommy. Isn't this shell beautiful? I want to give it to you!" she said eagerly as her
eyes shone with happiness.

"Thank you Beryl," Emily beamed. Emily took the shells from her daughter's little hands, a sweet smile
formed on her lips. She admired the beautiful shapes of the shell carefully for a while, then took Beryl's
little hand and walked together to her beach umbrella.

When they got there, Emily put on her shawl and soon enough, a waiter came up to take their orders.
Then, they were served with vegetables and meat skewered on thick wooden sticks. She was going to
have a barbecue on the beach.

There were many tourists on the beach, but Emily was in the best location with a wide view. She sat
under a coconut tree, and the beach umbrella completely sheltered her from the sunlight.

Her eyes gazed into the distance, and she even spotted Jacob's undulating figure swimming about in
the sea.

Emily had ordered some healthy food that Beryl could eat. She placed them on the grill and turned
them over now and then. When they were fully grilled, she looked up again but was surprised to find
that Jacob was nowhere in sight.

She looked around repeatedly to search for him. Her eyes swept everywhere, but found nothing. Her
anxious eyeballs looked back at the beach, thinking that Jacob might have been ashore already. Her
eyes carefully scanned the whole shoreline from left to right, hoping to see that familiar figure.

'No, it's not him... None of them is my Jacob...' she thought worriedly to herself.



Emily felt a growing sense of panic. Where on earth did Jacob go? Did he drown in the waters? Emily
was lost in various thoughts of really bad possibilities.

Although he was good at swimming, many unexpected things could happen in the sea...

Her heart sank into the depths of hopelessness at the thought of him drowning. She couldn't sit still in
the chair any longer, so she called the waiter and asked him to take care of Beryl. Then, she walked
towards the place where Jacob had just been swimming in the sea.

"Jacob, where are you? Don't scare me, Jacob!" she shouted into the distance.


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