Heinz held Grace's wrist tightly. His grip was very strong and his palm was surprisingly hot.
Grace immediately panicked and diverted her gaze. She stammered, "Y-you—"
In an instant, her eyes widened.
Her hands were locked in his grip. Without loosening his hold, his hands began to move downwards.
She looked at him, speechless and with bulging eyes.
At that moment, Heinz seemed to Grace like a ferocious beast that was seeking release. He was so wild and difficult to tame.
Her heart was about to jump out from her chest due to fright, beating so fast that it climbed up her throat. She took a deep breath and her face was red with embarrassment.
His action made her feel mortified.
Heinz had come into her house and insisted on taking a bath and a nap. She was so silly for being soft-hearted enough to let him do whatever he wanted in her home.
"You can't-" Grace started to say.
Before she could finish her sentence, he put his lips on hers.