The room fell into a heavy silence.
Raegan felt an icy tension enveloping the room.
The next second, Mitchel unexpectedly ki*sed her.
His embrace was firm, his hand cradling her head as he initiated a deep, fervent ki*s.
Raeganâs eyes widened, her thoughts scattering.
He was ki*sing her yet again!
Raegan attempted to push him away, her breath uneven.
âMmm⦠Mitchelâ¦â
This ki*s was passionate and filled with longing.
It lasted for five long minutes before Mitchel finally released Raegan.
Raeganâs face went white, and without a second thought, she lifted her hand and slapped him.
Then, Mitchelâs face bore the mark of her hand, with five red fingerprints standing out starkly.
He didnât dodge or halt her, allowing her to release her frustration.
Breathing heavily, Raegan was seething.
âMitchel, you couldnât ki*s me if I donât consent!â
Mitchel seemed oblivious to her words, his gaze fixated on her flushed lips, his expression intense.
âYou still have feelings for me.
You could have pushed me away, but you didnât.
Youâre interested in me.
â
The mention of âfeelingsâ shifted Raeganâs demeanor dramatically.
Her previous feelings for him had only brought her anguish.
Her eyes quickly became detached and indifferent.
âMitchel, yes, I responded to the ki*s, but it was merely physical desire, nothing more.
Why complicate things?â
Mitchel stood rigid, his body and heart frozen.
His heart felt Like it was being poked by a bunch of needles, which hurt him a lot.
He refused to believe it was merely a physical urge.
He couldnât believe that someone who used to care about loyalty in relationships would say such things.
It was a slap in the face for him.
She knew well that he allowed no woman but her such proximity, a privilege exclusive to her.
Mitchelâs eyes turned icy.
âSo, youâve satisfied your need and want to kick me aside?â
Raegan saw stubbornness in Mitchelâs stance.
She moderated her words since she still needed his help on rescuing Nicole.
She sighed.
âLetâs not complicate this.
Itâs not just me in the equation.
Itâs not like youâre at a loss, right?â
But Mitchelâs heart was still in torment.
How could she say this? He retorted coldly, âIf itâs fun youâre after, letâs go for round two!â
He then lifted her effortlessly and threw her on the bed.
A shadow crossed his eyes at that moment.
Raeganâs color drained from her face.
The scenario was eerily reminiscent of past ordeals.
Mitchel seemed beyond reason.
âMitchel, this happens only with my consent!â
Raegan struggled to sit up but was restrained by Mitchel, who pressed her back onto the bed.
Mitchelâs eyes blazed with intensity, and his words cut like ice.
âYou claimed it was just for desire, right? Well, Iâm not done yet.