Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 229 He Calls Her Angel.

Emelie’s immediate reaction was to attack his most vulnerable spot–the wound William had already been attacked oner,

so he wouldn’t give her second chance.

He grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the elevator wall. When she attempted to kick him, he wedged himself between her legs

Emelie sensed his intense emotional fluctuations. But the truth was that she was emotionally unstable as well

However, when a man’s emotions were unstable, his strength would increase. On the contrary, when a woman’s emotions were unstable, her strength would be consumed by anger, leaving her powerless.

He stifled her breath with a dominant kiss, which was filled with hidden resentment. What did he resent her for?

The elevator dinged as it reached the 19th floor, and the doors opened automatically. William swiftly released her, dragged her out, and swiped the room card. After entering room, he closed the door and pressed her against the door panel.

His actions were extremely smooth, leaving her no room to resist. Emelle felt like his puppet the whole time. She was on the brink of madness. “William, what do you want? Let me 20”

that wasn’t possible.

his emotions and desires. His voice was hoarse as he said, “I

in goosebumps.

you for a

veins on her neck were visible. “What if I refuse? Will you use the photos to threaten

there in the darkness, brushing his thumb

There was no need to elaborate. Everyone knew he had that ability. William had never failed in achieving what he set

heaved. Her emotions were like waves crashing

touch her. He just

from resisting. She just wanted all this chaos to quickly come to an

never mention them again from now on.” William’s

want to seek refuge

of accomplishment in acquiring something

this term. Her body froze as he looked at him incredulously,

call their spouses, lovers, or wives the nickname “angel” It was the first time he had called her that in the past three years. Emelie awkwardly avoided his lips. She realized that, compared to his coldness, she seemed to be more afraid of his affection. Because she knew he didn’t

want anything fake.

White’s poisoned apple or Cinderella’s pumpkin carriage that would disappear at midnight. It was all take. She didn’t want She refused to be ensnared in such ephemeral illusions, and William quickly brought her back to reality. He suddenly said,