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.

man you chose didn’t even care about you. Wesley? He may

were against his chest, intending to

his words, murmuring

happened to

be better

Too bad, the one you’ve

to see her. Even though it had been

her? Good.

grabbed Emebe’s cheeks, and before she could

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

of their past intimacy and William’s persistent pursuit from two months ago lingered–a tangled mess of

didn’t want

feel him tearing open the buttons of her

fine line between consciousness and

but her body indulged in it. She hated William’s wantonness, and she hated that her body was

let go

sharp features exuded a sense of danger in the