Chapter 334

“Ah—” Caught completely off guard, Camila Harrington suddenly found herself swept off her feet—literally. “Prescott Ellington, where are you taking me?! Put me down right now!” she hissed, gritting her teeth while stretching out her hand to pinch him. And she wasn’t gentle about it either. But the man didn’t even flinch. Not a twitch of his brows, let alone letting go of her. Camila felt a mix of frustration and nervousness twist inside her. She had no clue what he was trying to pull, and for a moment, her hand froze in midair. “Prescott, you—mmph!” She didn’t get to finish that sentence because his burning-hot lips came crashing down on hers. Eyes wide, Camila completely blanked out for a second. Seeing her freeze like a deer in headlights, Prescott pinned her against the nearby wall, one hand cradling the back of her head, his kiss deepening with an undeniable force. His lips were rough yet addictive—a mix between punishment and lingering passion. It was a mess, really. But it worked