WILLA POV
I went still as Raphael's fingers began to slide my panties down. My breath hitched.
I remained quiet while his lips began to tease the flesh at the back of my neck, trailing soft, wet kisses downward.
I shivered, shutting my eyes tightly. Instantly, Kol's eyes flashed in my mind — those intense green eyes filled with betrayal and rage. My eyes snapped open.
I struggled to turn around, making sure my face didn't graze the wall. The last thing I wanted was to return to the party looking like I had wrestled a cat.
"Let me go or I'll scream," I hissed.
"You're free," he simply said. "I wasn't forcing you to do what you don't want to do."
I flushed, noticing the free space at my right-hand side, leading back to the grand hall.
"You wanted it," he added.
I wrenched free from him, stumbling to the side. The skirt of my dress slid down while I didn't bother to fix my panties. I scowled at Raphael in the shadows.
