Mia's breath caught as she looked at him. In William's deep black eyes, her reflection appeared small but occupied all of his gaze at that moment.
Just because she didn't plan to give up didn't mean she was in the mood for this, so she immediately pushed him away.
But before she could step back, he had already pressed his hand against the back of her head, pulling her close to his chest. Before she could react, his cool, thin lips precisely descended, covering hers, leaving her no chance to escape.
Nose to nose, she saw his eyes grow brighter, filled with a domineering light of conquest, sharp and compelling. His lips pressed tightly against hers, preventing her from saying a word.
Her temples throbbed intensely, and she felt his fingers gripping the back of her head tightly. He moved his lips against hers with force, rubbing and twisting.
She couldn't even catch her breath, feeling uncomfortable. Perhaps sensing her discomfort, he released her.
