Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 92 Provocation

Emelie was familiar with William, so she knew that his current mood was extremely poor.

It had even reached the point of anger.

William rarely got angry. After all, he could control almost everything, leaving little reason for him to get angry.

If he didn’t like something just one command was all it took, and someone would handle it.

These were among the few occasions.

Emelie called out, “Mr. Middleton.”

William grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the messy bed.

He exerted so much force that Emelie slammed into his chest without any support.

He didn’t use cologne, but there was a refreshing scent, like the smell of snow.

It was clearly out of reach, yet the invading sensation was overpowering.

As soon as it touched her, it consumed all her senses, erasing any memory of the pine scent and leaving only him.

But William’s strength was so great that he almost twisted her wrist bone. Emelie groaned in pain and reprimanded softly.

“Mr. Middleton.”

William didn’t loosen his grip. He intended to take her away like this.

Samuel blocked the doorway.

back on, and the glasses chain hung on

either.

my consent to take someone away from my

other all day, and at this moment, they were finally

ties completely.

at the man

throwing him into the sea to feed the

identical bathrobes.

sneered. “Yours? Even your brother wouldn’t dare to claim my secretary as his own just

his offense toward

to protect

William’s expression turned cold.

remained unruffled,

do you think I took Ms.

that she actually agreed? Mr. Middleton, the only thing you can use to bind

Emelle. But it was consensual

turned to look at

holding the hand

pursed her lips and spoke gently, “Mr. Swanson, I’ve troubled you tonight. It’s getting late, so you should

Middleton.

options. Ultimately, he didn’t want to make things difficult for her,

me if you need

had already taken her

was inappropriate for outside. But William didn’t give her time to tidy up, so she could only grit her

encounter

the fourth floor, the first room on the right,

would finally let her