She fell on him.
She looked up at him in shock. Seeing Bryson's scarlet eyes, she couldn't help feeling flustered.
Before she could react, he suddenly rolled over and got on top of her.
The next second, he held her wrists and kissed her.
It was passionate and overbearing.
The scent of alcohol from his tongue spread in her mouth.
Audrey was stunned. Her mind went blank for a few seconds before she realized that she had been kissed.
Her first reaction was to resist.
But he was holding her wrists, and she couldn't free herself from him no matter how she tried.
The harder she struggled, the more fierce his kiss became.
He kissed her hard, forced her mouth open, and stuck his tongue in.
She began gasping from all the struggle and was too tired to fight back.
The moment she stopped fighting, his kissed became gentle. The tip of his tongue traced her lips slowly and softly. It was enticing.
While Audrey was still a mess, Bryson stopped the kiss and muttered softly, "Emily..."
His husky voice brought her back to reality. She realized what was going on.
He had released her.
She took the opportunity to push him off her. She got off the bed and stood there.
Bryson, who was pushed away by Audrey, lay there with his eyes closed. His breath grew steady, indicating that he was asleep.
Covering her burning cheeks with both hands, Audrey could feel her heart beating faster and faster. It took her a long while to finally calm down.
Staring at Bryson, who was already sleeping soundly on the bed, Audrey was so cross that she even wanted to rush forward and slap him right in the face.
But he was completely drunk now.
Just now, Bryson had probably treated her as another woman called Emily.
'Forget it. It's meaningless arguing with a drunkard,' she thought to herself.
Apart from being angry, Audrey also felt a little panicked upon realizing that she kind of liked Bryson's kisses.
After adjusting her tumbled hair and clothes casually, she left Bryson's room in a hurry.
The moment Audrey ran out of the door, Bryson suddenly opened his eyes. There wasn't even the slightest sign of drunkenness on his face.
About ten minutes later, Kylee brought a servant to Bryson's bedroom.
Bryson had just changed into his nightgown.
Seeing that Bryson was fine, Kylee heaved a sigh of relief and instructed the servant, "Put the soup on the table."
The servant went out of the room upon carrying out her order.
"Where's Elliana?"
Kylee muttered with a frown, "After sending you to your room, she hurried downstairs and said that she needed to go home to find some information, so I asked Kolby to drive her back."
Bryson couldn't help revealing a smile.
Sure enough, she had run away.
Kylee pointed at the warm soup on the table.
"Although you're sober now, you still need to drink this. Otherwise, you'll have a headache tomorrow morning."
"Okay."
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