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 he knows about

mind was foggy. Her hands were against his chest, intending to push him away. But she

didn’t comprehend his words, murmuring a familiar

to

better off keeping quiet

Wesley? Too bad, the one

Wesley going to her room to see her. Even though it had been

her? Good. He better be watching today too.”

grabbed Emebe’s cheeks, and before she could say a word, he kissed

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

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

want it. She didn’t want him to do this to her.

Emelle pushed him away weakly, only to feel him tearing open the

on a fine line between consciousness and unconsciousness,

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

go of

handsome and sharp features exuded a sense of danger