Chapter 271

But before Angeline could continue her confession, Sean pulled Angeline toward him by her wrist, causing her to stagger forward. He lifted her face and pressed his warm, soft lips to hers.
Angeline’s mind went blank.
She heard people pushing the rolling garment rack outside the fitting room. She opened her eyes and pushed Sean away.
Her steps were wobbly from the kiss. She stumbled backward, knocking onto a table with several alternative gowns behind her.
Sean slid his slender fingers into Angeline’s hair to hold her head. With one hand on her waist, he kissed her deeply.
His palm met her skin, which was exposed through the opened zipper at the back of the gown. The warmth from his palm caused her to get goosebumps.
Angeline held herself by pushing against the table behind her with one hand as she accepted Sean’s increasingly passionate kiss. The sound of their sensual, hot kiss filled the spacious, well-lit fitting room, causing Angeline to blush while feeling pins and needles on her tongue and lips.
She knew that if this kept going, Sean would have sex with her then and there.
Angeline was oblivious to the fact that her confession to Sean unleashed his suppressed desire for her with ease, even further enhancing his hunger for her. The confession had caused Sean’s body to stiffen, his heartbeat to intensify, and his mind to go numb from the rush of adrenaline.
Sean was on the verge of losing control. He was eager to devour Angeline immediately.
Angeline let out a moan.
Her body was pinned against Sean’s, unable to back or push him away. The air in her lungs was sucked out of her. She was about to faint from hypoxia. Her eyes were fogged, no longer able to see Sean’s sharp eyes. Her hands, which were weakly hitting his broad shoulder, were pressed onto the table behind her.
Angeline was trembling from the fear of her unzipped gown falling, together with the terror of someone discovering her and Sean kissing in the fitting room.
Just when Angeline was about to be paralyzed from the lack of oxygen, her phone rang. She tried to reach for her phone, but Sean grasped her hand again and muted her ringing phone.
Sean whispered into Angeline’s ear while breathing heavily, “If I wasn’t the elegant, virtuous person you think I am, would you still like me?”
Angeline leaned her head on Sean’s shoulder to catch her breath. She felt his lips brush against her ears when he spoke, with his cold
glasses frame against her face et
hot breath blowing onto the exposed skirt on her neck. All these
sensations combined and spread across Angeline’s body like electricity, stimulating her to the
point that her legs felt weak.
With one hand grabbing onto Sean’s suit and another holding onto her falling gown, Angeline endured her anxious heartbeat and said
we should talk outside. Asher and
the others will notice if we remain here.”

“I’ve asked Asher to leave first, and I’ve sent the others away,” Sean said before kissing Angeline’s ear.
Noticing how tense Angeline was, Sean pushed the gowns on the table back and lifted her to sit on it.
Sean stared at Angeline while breathing heavily.
“We’re the only ones here right now. Tell me, Angie. If you like me, do you want me?”
“I don’t know.”
Angeline’s mind was in disarray as she struggled to string words into sentences.
“I thought I knew you, but I don’t. You claim to like me, but I can’t tell if you like me for who I am or if you simply want to sleep with me.
“The only time I could tell you that you have feelings for me is when we kissed and slept together.”