Angelica’s POV:
I know what he is doing; he is trying to distract me from the unpleasant event earlier. I must say it is working.
Steadily, I lift my head, and at that moment, I regret my actions. Before I can understand how I’m able to flirt with Anthony despite all his guards surrounding us. His lip pressed against mine.
I wrap my arms around his neck and accept his embracement. Whenever Anthony kisses me, the cruel world seemingly doesn’t matter. His kisses are always slow and soft, comforting in ways that words can never be. His hand rests on my jaw, his thumb caressing my cheek, our breaths mingled. I ran my fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us.
Soon, our kiss took a turn into a passionate one as he pressed me down the car. A moan of
