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.

she thought he was about to do something unspeakable, and

on her collarbone, hard, as if trying to take

of pain, her breath coming in ragged bursts. All the while, she could hear the

acting crazy, just like that night in the

her, speaking in hushed tones. His behavior was completely at odds with

crow drinking water, the pressure had been

like it had happened previously,

loved him. What was his current trigger?

her collarbone, leaving a deep bite mark

panted slightly while still lying on top of

had left them both disheveled, their

head buried in the crook of her neck, William murmured, "You can't love me completely, and you can't hate me

his rambling.

You don't want me to kneel, so you pushed me away. Are

fists clenched. "I said, get off me! Are you

not allowed to

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

to sleep with him, kiss him, or do anything else," William

will

each other, neither responding to

pushed himself up,