Nicholas opened his eyes, already alert despite just waking up. His voice was husky as he murmured, “Sleep a bit longer.”
“You can sleep if you want; I’m getting up,” Emily retorted, pushing him away. This time, he didn’t resist and released her.
As she sat up, glaring at him, Nicholas watched her with a satisfied smile. His expression only fueled her irritation, and she narrowed her eyes at him, her anger rising again at the sight of his smug face.
As Emily was about to head into the bathroom, a hand suddenly gripped her waist, pulling her back. "Nicholas..." she started, but before she could finish, his lips crashed down on hers. Her eyes widened in shock, freezing for a moment before she tried to push him away. But he held her too tightly, leaving her no choice but to endure his dominating kiss.