The Shameless Jerk

Emma Hart awoke in a fervently warm embrace, her eyes fluttering open amidst confusion, her head throbbing slightly. 

As her vision gradually cleared, a magnified handsome face came into view. 

Blinking twice, she struggled to process this sudden closeness. 

Upon recognizing the man in front of her, she instinctively pushed against his chest and moved back, only to tumble to the floor due to her proximity to the bed's edge.

"Ah—" The shock of her bare skin hitting the cool floor made Emma Hart gasp, and a quick glance at her unclothed body brought a flush to her cheeks. 

The noise stirred the man on the bed, who woke up to see Emma on the floor, his expression darkening with a dangerously low pressure enveloping him.

Just as Emma was about to speak, something fell onto her forehead. 

Picking it up, she realized it was a fever-reducing patch.