Chapter 135 I Know You Did Not Hate My Touch

• Hazel's shock rendered her momentarily frozen as Francisco's kiss engulfed her with an intensity she hadn't anticipated. She attempted to push him away, but his hold on her was firm, his kiss deep and relentless.
• With one hand wrapped around her waist and the other gripping her neck, Francisco's embrace grew more possessive with each passing moment. Hazel's attempts to break free were futile against his overpowering strength, his kiss leaving her breathless and disoriented.
• Desperate to escape, Hazel pushed against Francisco's chest, but he only tightened his grip, consumed by a primal desire that drove him to madness. His lips left hers, trailing a path of fiery kisses along her neck, each touch igniting a spark of desire within her.