The Day Our Promise Breaks (Charles and Evelyn) novel Chapter 113

Charles' dark, mysterious eyes lingered on Evelyn. Her earlobes were so red from blushing that they looked like they might actually bleed. His gaze grew even more intense.

He let his eyes wander downwards. Her neck was exposed, a lovely shade of pink spreading across her skin.

Charles' breathing got heavier. He turned Evelyn’s face toward him, grasped her chin with his large hand, and leaned in for a passionate kiss.

“Mmph!” Evelyn protested, trying to shake her head free from his kiss.

Charles was determined. No matter how hard Evelyn tried, she couldn't escape. The kiss went on until she was gasping for air, and only then did he release her lips slightly.

Fuming, Evelyn took advantage of her momentary freedom. She bit down hard on the fleshy part of his hand. Her eyes, bloodshot with anger, glared up at him.

Charles let her bite him, acting as if he couldn't feel the pain. He only seemed more resolute.

The car had left the Jenkins family’s private drive and was now on the increasingly crowded roads typical of rush hour.

The windows were tinted, making it impossible for anyone outside to see in. However, pressed against the glass, Evelyn often found herself locking eyes with other drivers at stoplights. Even knowing they couldn’t actually see her, Evelyn was so tense that her toes curled in her shoes.

Charles gently kissed her sweat-dampened temple, his warm breath brushing her cheek. His lips curved into a smile, but his eyes were cold and sharp, feeling her pulse race beneath her skin.

Charles pressed on, “Still going on those blind dates? Huh?”

Evelyn didn’t want to give in.

But Charles... He was a madman. She was genuinely scared he might lose it right there in the car.

With his relentless pressure, Evelyn finally caved. Through gritted teeth, she muttered, “Fine, I won’t go!”

Satisfied, Charles chuckled softly in her ear and captured her lips once more with his.

This kiss was even more intense, leaving Evelyn breathless. When it ended, he pressed his forehead against hers, his voice husky. “Evelyn, remember, you’re mine.”

Evelyn was too exhausted to argue. As he released her hands, she leaned back against the car window, breathing heavily.

She seemed to have finally quieted down.

Charles enjoyed this calmer version of Evelyn. He kissed her eyelids gently.

Satisfied, Charles was in high spirits. He helped straighten the clothes he’d mussed.

Evelyn didn’t resist, keeping her eyes closed the whole time. Finally, as she had requested earlier, the car came to a stop at an intersection near her office.

The driver stayed silent. He simply pulled over, waiting patiently.