His hand reached out, gripping her chin, forcing her to lift her head and kiss him.
He bit her lips, making it impossible for her to keep them closed, engrossing her entirely in the sensory stimulation he bestowed.
With every breath, she was enveloped by the faint scent emanating from him, filling her senses and muddling her thoughts into a daze.
*
In the bathroom, she was soaking in warm water, his arm gently wrapped around her waist, letting her sit in his embrace against his chest.
"Why are you still crying? It was my fault. I shouldn't have gone too far."
He kissed her cheek, his voice hoarse yet laden with a thick layer of humor, insincerely apologetic.
Aldana Candi swatted away his hand from her waist, choking on her sobs as she tried to climb out of the bathtub, but was gently held back by him, softly coaxing her.
"I really know I was wrong, don't be angry anymore, forgive me. I'll give you a massage, okay? Your lower back must be sore..."
