Chapter 47 I Won't Play These Risky Games With You

• Completely struck with horror, Angela turned as stiff as a rock and found herself unable to budge while her sobs caught in her throat. Her fair chest rose and fell violently with her breaths, painted pink and ravishing.
• Conrad immediately felt his blood boiling under his skin and rushing down his body. There were many women who had stripped themselves bare in front of him, Wilhelmina being amongst their midst, but none of them were able to pique his interest at all. And yet, this woman was constantly breaking through his lines of defense and making him burn with passion from her seduction, as if she were a deadly virus.
• He lowered his head, his striking features nearly pressed against her small face. "You really haven't been touched by anyone?"