บท 205: Chapter One Two Hundred And Five : Death Of His Father

Williams didn't pursue the case further which made Trevor breathe a sigh of relief. He knew he wasn't a good liar, if Willy had pressed any further he would have buckled under pressure.

Suddenly, Williams got on top of his body and pressed himself closer, his other hand cutting any form of escape as he asked with a smile tugging his lips, "Are we going to remain like this on the floor?" 

Initially, he was sure Williams was messing around with him but now with their face so close, he couldn't tell anymore.

In this position and proximity, he could see the pores on his face, his straight brows, and his dilated grey eyes. His breath fans his face and just staring down at his red lips made him gulp.

Williams too stared back at Trevor, his eyes roving over his face. The boy was handsome but he just didn't carry it with confidence, perhaps if he just dressed up a bit more and socialized, girls would be all over him.