Jorjette’s Pov
“What are you doing, Roman? Let me go.” I said in between kisses while I pushed him away, but he didn't budge. He was stronger than I imagined, and I was so shocked by the kiss because I never saw it happening. My heart rate sped up as he held my hands and raised them above me, pinning them to the wall.
“Don’t you feel anything for me? Huh, Jorjette? Or should I say Jette?” He whispered against my lips while he peppered my face with soft kisses. His kisses were distracting, and I was completely intoxicated at that point. I was slowly letting down my guard and Kyra wasn’t helping either.
She wanted him and deep down I wanted him too.
“What if I don’t? Will you cast me away? Will you go to other women?” I asked, thinking about those pictures with Cora while his lips hov
