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.

you taking your clothes

on him was casually thrown on the ground, exposing his bare chest in front of my

away with my face flushing with embarrassment. It’s rude to

heard him

“Ashton, you…”

had also removed his pants and he was now coming towards

aback for a second before

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

I became infuriated instantly and gave him a cold-eyed stare. “What

We shall sleep,” he said gently, coaxing me into sleeping with him. “It’s already past

words sounded naughty as we lay

me. Sensing that he was not going to do anything further,

him for several years, I knew that if he wanted to stay here, no one could not stop him from

to close my

night, I barely slept. I kept jolting awake from horrible nightmares about Summer. Fortunately, Ashton was by

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

his arms around me. After a moment of hesitation, I shifted a bit, trying to

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

he asked in a raspy voice,

to sit up,

early, so he brought me back to his embrace. “It’s

reached for my phone on the bedside

he caught my hand and said, “Sleep,