Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 369 Off–Limits

Emelie sat in stunned silence, Affairs like these were supposed to happen naturally, not with prior notice for preparation!

William’s words had thrown her into disarray. It disrupted her meal entirely. As soon as she finished, she hurriedly made phone calls, wanting someone to bring

herclothes.

William approached from behind and swept her up in his arms. His jawline was stern. “Pay me first.”

Emmelie hadn’t expected him to be serious. She resisted, refusing to comply. She locked and struggled to get down. “William Middleton! Let me go! You can’t… like this. Wait!”

Her protests were cut off as the bedroom door slammed shut with a resounding ‘bang‘.

Despite Mr. Middleton’s disdain for the hotel’s class, the top floor still boasted excellent soundproofing.

No matter how loudly she shouted, her voice wouldn’t escape the room,

Once Lyle exited the building, he sat in his car, making calls to delegate the tasks William had assigned. Afterward, he lit a cigarette inside his vehicle.

He preferred the stronger–tasting ones, letting the nicotine swirl in his lungs before exhaling slowly. The bum down his throat was akin to strong liquor.

the

was the usual, yet not quite

naturally exuded a certain allure. She was unlike

standing there would evoke thoughts of something

version of her he

filled out a man’s shirt with loose elegance. The hem just covered her hips, and it revealed her delicate, fair legs

two cigarettes but still couldn’t calm his emotions. Meanwhile, another part of him was even less

glanced down and

to wake himself up with the winter wind.

couldn’t quite pinpoint when he

of friends. Lyle was playing pool on the side when he heard Troy shout, “Hey! Will’s brought his girlfriend!”

He saw a woman in a white and green floral sundress, She stood gracefully Like a lotus leaf in

widened slightly under the bright lights of the private room, revealing a

that moment, a thought had crossed his mind.

enough, William replied to Troy, “She’s not my girlfriend.”

the others exchanged knowing looks about her identity. They teasingly sized her up.

his cheek with his tongue. He had interrupted their familiar