Helena’s POV:
“Let me go!” I whisper yelled at him.
He was holding me in a tight grip as he continued to leave a trail of wet kisses. My heart jumped a beat when I felt a stinging pain on my neck. He bit me! I was fighting to free myself from his arms but he just wouldn’t budge.
“Don’t…!” I whisper yelled again but it was too late, he had my arms pinned against the wall as he continued to kiss.
“You are too late Mrs. Blackmore, I’m not going to stop at any cost” He said as nuzzled on my neck. His stubble was ticklish but hell! I want to get out of his grip.
“Tyrese, let me go… if someone enters the room we will get caught” I said with a shivering tone.
“I don’t mind” He said as if he wanted to get caught like this.
Gosh! How did I end up like this…
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