Back in the room, Hannah struggled in Bryson’s grip but soon realized she couldn’t break free.

Resigned, she let him carry her into the bedroom.

Bryson gently placed Hannah on the bed, his intense gaze unsettling her.

She turned away, trying to escape his touch.

“Bryson, stop it, please!”

Bryson’s expression turned serious as he listened to her.

His touch wandered from her neck down to her collarbone, finally resting on her chest.

Feeling his warm fingers, Hannah’s heart raced and her cheeks turned a bright red.

Suddenly, she caught Bryson’s hand, looking up at him with a stern expression.

“Bryson, remember what we agreed upon.

You’re not going to get upset over what I said, right?”

smile, Bryson

think?

hesitated, “Well,

she could finish, Bryson leaned in, cutting her off

lips and slid his tongue into her

eyes grew wide, and she clutched onto

released her when she began to gasp for

face, his gaze grew

he confessed, resting his forehead against

am I supposed to do, Hannah? I’m deeply

like a shockwave,

What?! !

at him,

was the last way she had

seeing Hannah’s shocked expression, chuckled and ki*sed her

and gazed

prove my love enough for

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