Micheal POV
She responded, awakening my inner beast within me. “Please, Micheal, I want to forget about this night. I want to forget how his hand felt on my body. Please help me forget about Henry,” she muttered under her breath, sobbing.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked, staring at her intently. I didn't want Lillian to feel uncomfortable around me and I wanted her to rest.
She looked at me, staring at me for some time before leaning closer and surprisingly taking my lips in her. I didn't move at first because I didn't expect her to kiss me.
She broke the kiss, nervously playing with her fingers as she stared at her hands. I placed my hand under her chin, gradually raising her eyes to meet mine.
She looked at me, a mix of sadness, shame, and desire dancing in her eyes. “If there’s
