Chapter 212

Since Nelson hadn't achieved his goal, he dropped the pretense and resorted to force. In the master bedroom, where he had slept for years, nothing had ever felt different to him. Yet after Sabrina had slept here alone for less than a month, the room was filled with her presence—the scent of her diffuser on the bedside table and the book she hadn't finished reading. The bedding was soft in color and had a luxurious feel. He threw Sabrina onto the bed. Her breathing quickened as she tried to get away. Nelson grabbed her ankle and pulled her into his embrace while unfastening his cufflinks. "I'm not being ridiculous. I just want to please you." "Get off me. Stop pretending." Sabrina scratched him. Laughing, he followed the usual routine by pinning her arms behind her back. He then kissed her while kneeling on the bed. His grip was firm and dominant, but his kisses were incredibly gentle. Their lips met, and soon, the kiss became warm and intense. He deliberately licked her nose.