Chapter 113

Scarlett's POV "Mph—" His hands were on my cheeks, gripping them tightly, forcing me to face him—making sure I couldn't avoid his kiss this time. His mouth crashed onto mine, suffocating, burning, a violation I couldn't fight off no matter how hard I struggled or kicked. He was on top of me, clamping his legs over my waist to stop me from kicking him. This fucking bastard! How dare he do this to me! If looks could kill, I would have killed him already. He was closing his eyes, savoring the kiss he forced on me. And this time, I responded. I clamped his tongue with my teeth, making him hiss as he broke away from the kiss, pushing my waist aside. I glared at him and spat the blood onto his face, looking at him with disgust. "You are the most disgusting person I have ever met. You and Faye really do make a great couple." "Didn't you like my kisses before? Why are you acting like you don't want to be kissed by me?" he said, wiping off the saliva and blood I had spat onto his face. He swall