Lilian felt a tightening in her chest and an overwhelming sensation that made her breathless for all the wrong reasons. Her muscles were tense, her heart was spinning rapidly, and her face flustered with untamed rage at Matt's audacity.
She wanted to scream at the top of her voice. She wanted to bite his disgusting lips pressed against hers, as she tried in vain to free herself from his suffocating hold. She wanted to take off her heels and smash them on his forehead. But Matt seems to have her immobilised with his iron grip.
Her break from this disgusting torture came when he tried to slip he's disgusting tongue into her mouth.
Acting on her animalistic instinct, she bit down on his tongue, forcing him to release her.
Matt's eyes widened, his hands impulsively flying to his mouth.
Lilian used this opportunity to take a few defensive steps backwards.
"What happened?"
"What did she do?"
"Did she bite him?"
"No way!"
"I thought she came here for him."
