Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 746 Are You Sure You Don't Have Feelings for Me?

William seemed to have anticipated Emelie's move. As she shoved him, he grabbed her arm. As he lost his balance and fell to the ground, he pulled her down with him. They tumbled onto the grass together.

Emelie quickly tried to get up, but William was faster. He flipped over, pinning her beneath him. Without a word, he kissed her.

A wave of anger clouded Emelie's vision as she desperately pushed against him. However, William wouldn't let go. He pried her mouth open, invading her with his kiss.

When she finally managed to break free, she slapped him hard across the face. "William!"

He took the hit without flinching but didn't move off her. His messy hair fell over his eyes, creating an obsessive look that wasn't usually seen.

He kissed her again. His scent, tinged with the bitterness of traditional medicine, surrounded her.

Emelie was furious and desperate. She slapped him again.

William's handsome face, having been slapped twice at the same spot, now bore a deep red mark. Yet, he said nothing.

He ignored the pain and grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head. Their bodies pressed together, chest to chest, leg to leg.

Their noses touched as they tossed and turned. Soon, their once pale lips were stained a deep red.

Emelie gasped for air as he stole her breath away, his fevered body pressing down on her. Then, without warning, he ripped open the buttons of her blouse.

thought he was about to do something unspeakable, and she prepared to

surprise, he bit down on her collarbone, hard, as if trying to

stifle a cry of pain, her breath coming in ragged bursts. All the while, she could hear the wild thudding

night in the hotel.

His behavior was completely at odds with his usual self-centered, haughty

the pressure had been building, little by

had happened previously, he

previous outburst was triggered when she told him that she had never loved him. What was his

go of her collarbone, leaving a deep bite mark

lying on top of her, trying to

struggle had left them both disheveled, their

her neck, William murmured, "You can't love me

his rambling. "Get

to kneel, so you pushed me away. Are you sure you don't have feelings for

get off me!

not allowed to be

each word coldly, saying, "Don't worry. There will

sleep with him, kiss him, or

will kill

each other, neither responding to what the other was

pushed himself up, propping himself on his arms as