85: What I Want is Your Willingness

Lizzie was struggling incessantly. "Let me go, I need to find Bob."

"If you keep squirming around, you'll be exposing yourself," warned Bruno, in a leisurely manner. His gaze fell upon her, his deep-set eyes aflame with an intense heat.

"You..." Only then did Lizzie realize that her robe was loosening around her waist due to her struggles. It was on the brink of coming undone completely.

Bruno's long arms pulled her back into his embrace, his face buried in her slightly damp hair. "You smell so good."

Lizzie didn't dare struggle anymore, held captive in his tight embrace. "What...what are you planning?"

"What do you think?" Bruno asked, a smirk playing on his lips. His hand rested steadily on her waist, showing no sign of letting go.

"You can't touch me!" Lizzie protested, her face tilted up at him in defiance.

"Really?" Bruno’s eyes narrowed, a smirk on his face. "Do you think there's anything I want that I can't get?" His words implied that whatever he desired, he would inevitably o