Hues Of Betrayal
Blake was the one who broke the kiss because Cassie's willpower could not break the contact of their lips.
She couldn't believe it. That kiss was so simple. After all, she just touched her lips into his, but why does she feel like she was having a stroke?
She couldn't move after that. Then she felt so tired. She was catching her breath as if she had run a hundred-kilometer marathon.
'Is that the karma of stealing a kiss?' she thought, making her bite her nail.
"Will you stop that? It's bothering me!" Blake said when they were in the car, traveling back to the mansion.
"What? Would you mind your own business?"
She rolled her eyes, but when her attention was focused on his lips, she remembered what just happened earlier in the bathroom.
'Damn. Why did I do that?'
"Your mouth is not a nail cutter. Stop picking at your nails."
Cassie gritted her teeth. This is all his fault.