Chapter 145

Her soft, muffled voice made Prescott smile without even realizing it. "I'm keeping everything you said today in mind. Next time you start wrongly accusing me again, just wait and see how I deal with you." His dark eyes suddenly brightened, a mix of excitement and anticipation glimmering in them. "Camila, I just confessed my feelings. Don't you think you owe me a response?" Camila's cheeks flushed as she nervously looked away. But Prescott wasn't about to let her off the hook that easily. With a bit of possessiveness, he cupped her face in his hand, locking his intense gaze on hers. "Camila, talk." "I... I..." She stammered for so long yet still didn't manage to get the words out. Under his burning, expectant stare, Camila was completely tongue-tied. Just three simple words, but when her lips moved, nothing came out. "If you don't say it now, I'll just take you right here," he warned in a husky, low voice. Who says stuff like that to push someone into a love confession? This man was se