When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“I can do it myself,” I exclaimed and took the towel from him.

But he refused and held the towel away from me.

The anger that I had been suppressing rose again. Pursing my lips, I glared at him. “Ashton…”

But before I could finish my sentence, he cupped my face and abruptly pressed his lips against mine.

I wanted to push him away, but it was futile. He locked me within his arms and kissed me hard as if it was a punishment from him. It made me breathless.

If he had not heard me gasping for air, he would have continued kissing.

As he released his grip on me, our eyes met for a moment, but I averted my gaze and ignored him.

He narrowed his eyes and pinched my chin forcefully. “Am I not the one who should be angry?”

He gazed at me gloomily as though he had been wronged.

I pushed his hand away and shot daggers at him. “Then you should go away and sulk. Leave me alone. I want to sleep.”

Ashton could not help but laugh at my words. “Scarlett, can you please be reasonable?”

“No!” I said defiantly. I know I’m throwing a fit, but I don’t care.

Seeing my attitude, he said no more and threw his coat aside before unbuttoning his shirt with his slender fingers.

As he stood there, removing his clothes gracefully in front of me, he smirked and gazed suggestively at me.

are you taking your clothes

to sleep, duh.” As he spoke, the shirt on him was casually thrown on the ground, exposing his bare chest

with my face flushing with

heard him

“Ashton, you…”

time I turned to him, he had also removed his pants and

for a second before scrambling away from

before I could reach the other side of the super king-sized bed, he had grabbed my

trapped in his arms, I became infuriated instantly and gave him a cold-eyed stare. “What are you doing, Ashton? I want to

me into sleeping

sounded naughty as we

just continued to hug me. Sensing that he was not going to

years, I knew that if he wanted to stay here, no one could not stop him from doing so, including

close my eyes

slept. I kept jolting awake from horrible nightmares about Summer. Fortunately, Ashton was by my side. He patted my back

o’clock in the morning. Looking at the dim sky

After a moment of hesitation, I shifted a bit, trying to

had moved as quietly as possible, I still woke him up. He opened his eyes and

eyes on me, he asked in a raspy

sit up, but he held me

that it was still early, so he brought me

his arms again, I reached for my phone on the

my hand and said,