Winning Her Heart Back



Who Asked Him

Both her rage and embarrassment burst forth uncontrollably. She lashed out, her nails scratching William's cheek and leaving faint red marks.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

William finally lifted his head from her chest, his eyes tinged with desire as he looked at her.

After a moment of contemplation, he suddenly remembered something. "We had the same food tonight, except for the alcohol. That was prepared by Bryan."

Bryan had been making efforts to reunite them recently and might have actually drugged them. That way, they wouldn't have a choice.

Yet, Emelie still thought that William was the prime suspect. "Bryan's not crazy!"

Bryan wouldn't do something like that.

"And you think I would?" William's gaze lowered. "Can't you see how terrified I am of upsetting you?"

Emelie was at a loss for words.

Their bodies remained pressed together, allowing them to feel each other's warmth and every single muscle movement.

What had been manageable when she was drunk now felt starkly different as she began to sober up. Her expression became more and more strained.

She hadn't had any intimate encounters for the past three years, and her body's memories stirred within her. Moreover, they were stirred by the only man she had ever been close to.

Despite the drug's effects wearing off, she found it hard to endure, especially after what they did just now.

She gritted her teeth and demanded, "Get up!"

William hesitated, reluctant to end this intimate moment. He swallowed hard as he said alluringly, "You really don't want to continue? Don't you want me?"

For one second, Emelie felt the pull of temptation.

William saw her resolve waver and immediately took advantage of it. He kissed her again.

He could feel her body heat up, so he continued to coax, "I won't go... inside you, okay? Let's keep going, alright?"

Of course, she rejected him.

Emelie bit her lip and retorted, "If you want to face rape charges."

William, though feeling very frustrated, would not force her. He rested his head against her shoulder.

Emelie could sense his heavy breathing, as if he was trying hard to calm himself.

After a few moments, he finally got up from her. He took one of his shirts and put it on her before attempting to carry her to the bathroom.

Emelie declined his help. Even though she managed to get out of bed, her legs were trembling.

She walked to the bathroom and filled the tub with cold water. With a sigh, Emelie leaned on the sink, gazing at her reflection in the bathroom mirror.

Her hair was a mess, and she was wearing only his shirt which was oversized on her. The collar had slid down from her shoulders, revealing her neck, collarbones, and chest. They were all in a pitiable state.

She covered her eyes, struggling to believe that their situation had come to this, and that she had been intimate with William.

Even though they had not completed the act, it was due to the lack of contraceptives and William's inquiries, not her resistance. If he had acted directly, she wasn't sure she would have managed to back out.

This was very troubling. She had thought that Bryan and Charles's warnings were

irrelevant, but it appeared they were not.

Emelie splashed cold water on her face, suddenly hating herself.

With a stern expression, she turned toward the bathtub. Just as she was about to immerse herself into the bath, the bathroom door abruptly swung open.

Emelie glanced over and saw William, wrapped in a bathrobe.

He stood at the door and spoke softly. "It's still cold outside. Don't soak in cold water and take a shower instead. I'll call the family doctor."

With that, he left.

Emelie stared at the tub of water blankly for a moment, then she adjusted the cold water to hot, refilling the tub.

Half an hour later, she emerged from the bathroom draped in a bathrobe.

The room was empty, so she went outside.

William was seated on the sofa, and the family doctor was administering an IV to him, speaking in hushed tones.

William nodded in response and then looked toward Emelie. "Emelie, come here."