Mark held her hand firmly through the thin layer of fabric.
He even caressed her hand gently, running his fingers along it slowly and affectionately.
He had a fever.
His eyes were red, yet he appeared somewhat attractive.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Cecilia, I haven’t touched any woman in the past few years. Have you… Been with any other men?”
Her eyes welled up with tears upon hearing that.
She gently pulled her hand away and opened the door with the key.
She replied in a hoarse voice, “That’s none of your business.”
Mark hugged her from behind.
She resisted and struggled, but even though Mark was ill, he had the strength to control her at this moment.
He held her tightly and whispered, “Was there someone else? Tell me, Cecilia.”
Cecilia’s eyes were tinged with a profound shade of red.
She raised her head slightly and replied, “What’s the point, Mark? Is this your plan for tonight? We broke up a long time ago. More so, I’m in a relationship now.”
“Do you really like him? I can tell that you don’t.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCecilia felt remorseful, annoyed, and increasingly resentful of Mark.
She opened the door and entered the house.
As she was about to push Mark away, her face was firmly held.
Her body was pushed against the door, and his actions were somewhat forceful. It caused her some discomfort.
But soon, his feverish body pressed closer to hers.
She rejected his advances, but her chin was grasped, and her mouth was forced to open partially.
He leaned down and kissed her passionately.
Mark changed his angle, kissing her more passionately.