Chapter 197 Don''t Touch Me


    Enelle had an uncontroble reaction. Recalling such things at this time further catalyzed the drug''s effect on her body,


    Her unfocused gaze met William''s as shegged his waist.


    William''s expression froze over


    If he hadn''t happened to be at the bar ande 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 ything. Rationality overcame instinct. She pushed him away in disgust.Content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "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.


    "Samuel? He abandoned you. The man you chose didn''t even care about you. Wesley? He may still be in Wims tour City. I wonder if he knows about your situation now."


    Emelie''s mind was foggy. Her hands were against his chest, intending to push him away. But she only ended up embracing him.


    She didn''tprehend his words, murmuring a familiar name. "Wesley?"


    What happened to Wesley?


    She would be better off keeping quiet


    William gave a short, mockingugh. "Looking for Wesley? Too bad, the one you''ve got now is me."


    He saw Wesley going to her room to see her. Even though it had been two days, the thought still enraged him.


    William wondered, "Has Wesley been secretly watching her? Good. He better be watching today too."


    He grabbed Emebe''s cheeks, and before she could say a word, he kissed her.


    His scent was strong, overwhelming her. The drug heightened her senses, and a montage of images shed through her mind.


    Memories of their past intimacy and William''s persistent pursuit from two months ago lingered-a tangled mess of resentment between them.


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


    "Let go, William, you can''t." Emelle pushed him away weakly, only to feel him tearing open the buttons of her shirt with one hand.


    Emelie was on a fine line between consciousness and unconsciousness,


    She knew what William was doing. Her instincts repelled him, but her body indulged in it. She hated William''s wantonness, and she hated that her body was out of control. "William, let go of me..."


    "Your body said otherwise." William''s handsome and sharp features exuded a sense of danger in the darkness,


    Emelle shook her head helplessly, but he lifted her up.


    In the dimly lit room, William said, "Take a good look at who I am."


    Emelie swung her hand toward his face. "William, you bastard!"


    William grabbed her hand


    Emelie''s breath caught in her throat Tears streamed down her face as she trembled and said, "William! How dare you. I''m going to report you!"


    William sneered, his voice like a whispering devil "How ungratefull I''m trying to save you."


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