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?”

a mocking smile, Bryson

think? Should I be

“Well, I

could finish, Bryson leaned in, cutting her off

and slid his tongue into

wide, and she

her when she began

face, his

am jealous,” he confessed, resting his forehead against

to do, Hannah? I’m

confession hit her like a shockwave, leaving

What?! !

at him, utterly

last way she had expected Bryson to

shocked expression,

released Hannah and

my love

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