Chapter 119. Brooklyn Is Jealous

Nikolas desperately repented his promise to her. If she never demanded a kiss, what would he do? How would he force her to react to him?

Brooklyn fumed with jealousy as she burned with the wish to touch him, to be kissed by him, to be held by him.

After a few minutes, he emerged wearing a pair of sweatpants, looking fresh and extremely desirable. She didn’t need to look at him to know how hot he looked. She could feel herself being pulled towards him like a magnet attracting a nail.

He climbed onto the bed and Brooklyn’s breath got stuck in her throat. Would he pull her into his arms just like she wanted him to? Would he kiss her like they used to?

She could do anything to get kissed, just as he used to. Frustrated and upset, she waited eagerly for him to make a move, but even after five minutes; he didn’t do any such thing.

At last, she gave up and turned to look at him. To her immense surprise, he lay over the duvet like a statue, watching her with fi