A Beautiful Misunderstanding

She quickly picked up the bath towel and wrapped it around herself. Her face was tomato red. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Zac's eyes lit up almost immediately, looking like a kid whose Christmas present got in early. In the blink of an eye, he stood in front of her. She was so scared that she completely forgot to run away. Essie bowed her head and stepped back, wanting nothing more than to keep a safe distance from him.

However, every time she stepped back, he took another step forward. They continued doing this till he had her backed up in a corner.

"What– what are you doing?" she stuttered out, clutching her bath towel.

Zac's strong arms blocked her from going left and right, locking her beneath him. He leaned in so close that she could almost hear his heart beating in his chest. "Did you do that on purpose?" he whispered, his breath fanning across her nose. His voice was hoarse and raspy as if he had just gone days without a cup of water. She inhaled sharply.

"Nonsense. Why would I do that to you?" she said hotly, but she still couldn't help but shrink under his lustful gaze. He raised his hand and let his fingers brush against her face like a light feather.

She should've just turned, ducked, and ran, but she didn't.

Her stillness gave him another dose of confidence as he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips.

Soon enough, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled him closer to her. Essie froze under his grip, not knowing how to react.

In fact, she was so surprised that she couldn't even move.

tongue prodded inside her mouth. She groaned slightly,

time had frozen

himself to stop, but Zac was too enamored by her taste and fragrance that he found himself leaning against her even more. A few seconds had passed, and he finally, reluctantly, decided to

She felt as if she had just been force fed some alcohol given how much of a daze she was in.

of his face had the imprints

first person who had the

snarled. Without another word, he lifted her up

her back hit the cushions, Essie struggled to sit back up, but his rough hands grabbed her towel and pulled it. The air wrapped

cover up her body. "If you touch me, I'll tell the police, and I'll

No one would

Shit!

I–I'm sorry," she begged. Seeing as he was so fired up from the slap she had just given him, she decided to ask for mercy. Essie closed

of a sudden, his anger was gone. Instead,

breath and slowly approached

she heard the footsteps, she tightened her grip on the pillow