Looking at each other, Hector Rogers couldn't help himself, cupped her chin and kissed her. "Well .."

Eloise Thompson's eyes were wide and her whole body was stunned for a moment.

Coming back to her senses, she struggled to get up, but was held tightly by Hector Rogers. He imprisoned her in his arms and deepened the kiss again.

Lips entwined, the faint smell of wine came through, the temperature in the room somehow became warmer and an ambiguous aura emanated from all around.

It was only when Eloise Thompson felt she was about to suffocate that Hector Rogers slowly let go of her. He closed his eyes and fell...