Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 197 Don’t Touch Me

Enelle had an uncontrollable reaction. Recalling such things at this time further catalyzed the drug’s effect on her body,

Her unfocused gaze met William’s as she lagged his waist.

William’s expression froze over

If he hadn’t happened to be at the bar and come to her rescue, would she have ended up in their hands? Driven by the drug, would she have thrown herself at them?

His gaze turned icy. His hand held her neck, tilting her chin up to study her lust–filled face. Indeed, she looked more interesting than her sober, rational self.

To Emelie, his “appreciation” felt demeaning, as if she were merely his plaything. Rationality overcame instinct. She pushed him away in disgust.

“Don’t touch me!” she shouted.

William pressed against her.

Emelie was backed into a corner with no escape.

“Now that you’re like this, you want me to let go? Who do you want to help you solve this problem? William asked coldly.

chose didn’t even care about you. Wesley? He may still be in Wims tour City. I wonder if

his chest, intending to push

words, murmuring a familiar

happened to

be better off

gave a short, mocking laugh. “Looking for Wesley? Too bad, the one you’ve got now

though it

her? Good. He

before she could say a word, he kissed

The drug heightened her senses, and a montage of images flashed through

persistent pursuit from two months ago lingered–a tangled mess of resentment between them.

She didn’t want him to

Emelle pushed him away weakly, only to feel him tearing open the buttons of her shirt with one hand.

a fine line between consciousness

it. She hated William’s wantonness, and she hated that her body was out of

go

said otherwise.” William’s handsome and sharp features exuded a sense of danger in the