The Day Our Promise Breaks

Evelyn had loved Charles for a decade. She was too familiar with his scent.

The moment he kissed her, she recognized him immediately. Her initial panic and fear faded away, leaving only an endless chill. Evelyn turned her face away with a frosty expression, resisting Charles' imposing kiss.

Her resistance only intensified the darkness in Charles' eyes. He forcefully turned her face back towards him and leaned down for another kiss.

Charles had a threatening aura about him, and it was mixed with inexplicable anger.

Was he doing this because she had caused Dahlia to feel slighted in the coffee shop? Was he here to avenge his beloved?

Evelyn's resistance grew stronger. The grip on her was tight, and Evelyn couldn't escape. She could only clench her teeth, keep his burning breath out, and refuse to let him invade her mouth. At the same time, her body struggled more fiercely. She raised her hands to push and hit him.

However, the inherent strength disparity between them meant she couldn't shake Charles in the slightest, even with all her might. Her hands had just been raised when Charles pinned them above her head with one hand.

This position brought their bodies even closer. So close that she could distinctly feel Charles' burning desire.

back to avoid him, but she's lying on the leather chair, and

with anger, and through clenched teeth, she managed to say, "Charles, let go of me...

cold smirk appeared in Charles'

No right?

had every right to

had on Evelyn's

and Charles took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. He kissed her

Charles skillfully avoided it. He deepened the kiss even more, and it

was forced to endure it. Then Charles

he bit her earlobe gently. His voice was cold as ice. "Evelyn, did you ever think of Dahlia's feelings when

you think I'd

hadn't believed her five years ago. He didn't believe her claims of innocence or of not knowing how she had ended up

was drugged and not in his right mind,