Chapter 126

Camila looked at him with a flicker of hope in her eyes. She had no idea how much sanity Prescott still had left, but she couldn't just give up. She had to try and talk some sense into him. This wasn't how she wanted to give him her first time-it shouldn't be forced like this. Something like that should happen naturally, when both people are truly ready, not like this. But in the end, Camila was still let down. Prescott barely hesitated before leaning down again, crashing his lips against her swollen ones. He was like a wild beast, devouring her bit by bit. Camila was overwhelmed-uncomfortable, scared, and deeply wronged. Her heart twisted into a knot, and finally, the tears she'd been holding in started to fall, one after another. The salty taste of her tears spread between their lips. Prescott paused, frowning hard as the bitterness hit him. Eventually, he pulled back. "Camila... you don't want this?" His slender fingers gripped her delicate chin as his blood-red eyes locked onto her