Chapter 222 Masked Desire

Emelie frowned, striding over and bending down to help him remove it with a single hand. As she moved, her hair cascaded forward, lightly brushing her chest. William unconsciously turned his head and caught a hint of her scent. He lifted his gaze, focusing on her sharply defined nose. He was close enough to discern even the fine hairs on its tip. And just below, her lips awaited. William's eyes clouded as her hair grazed his shoulder by accident. He started replaying their recent intimacy in the utility room. Back then, he'd been furious upon discovering Wesley had been covertly watching her, even going as far as confronting her. So, when he had her, his actions had been more about teaching her a lesson than losing himself in desire. Now, unexpectedly, he felt a pang of regret. Emelie couldn't ignore the way his temperature rose subtly. They'd been together for three years, and she knew him well enough to sense it. Warily, she glanced up at him. William swiftly masked any hint o