Amelia immediately started to struggle.
After what just happened, she couldn't bring herself to want this.
But Simon didn't give her any chance to resist.
He had always been domineering, and in moments like this, his control was absolute.
Amelia was trapped tightly in his arms as his touch ignited sparks across her skin.
He knew her body too well.
Within moments, her resistance crumbled, and her body softened against him.
His long legs pressed in between hers with deliberate force.
The mirror inside the bright elevator reflected their intimate posture.
Amelia opened her eyes for a brief second before closing them again.
Simon let out a low chuckle, completely unapologetic.
"Why is Miss Clarke so soft all of a sudden?"
Simon was always this audacious in
