Chapter 80.

(Freya's POV)

"Ash..." I tried to push Ash away but he moved too fast for me to break free, pinning my body to the wall and pulling my arms above my head. I gasped when Ash's lips crushed mine.

“Freya, you are very beautiful tonight. "So beautiful," Ash moaned in between his brutal and pressing kisses.

I could barely move my body to struggle when both of my hands were gripped so tightly by Ash. Meanwhile, he pressed his body closer to mine. My body shook with boiling heat every time he squeezed my waist and rubbed my jaw with sensual movements.

"Ash, you're drunk..."

"I'm not drunk, baby," he whispered, his voice shaking, "I'm drunk because you're too beautiful for me to enjoy in a short time..."

“Ash,” I said in a gasp, writhing under Ash's body.

"So tonight I intend to taste you until I feel satisfied..." he licked my lips, making me feel like I had just touched an electric current that shocked my body.

“Ash, please…” Quickly, I tried to beg Ash, even though he had lost half his con