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She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 1073
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Chapter 1073: His breath was warm against her skin, and a shiver ran down her spine.

She could barely manage a response, her heart thudding in her chest. Without warning, he scooped her up and carried her upstairs, step by step, steady and sure.

When he gently laid her on the bed, she suddenly felt breathless. As he leaned down to kiss her, she placed her hands on his chest. He paused, amused. "What's wrong?" "Are you being serious right now?" "You scared?" "No..." She hesitated, caught off guard by how fast things were moving. Until now, it had just been kisses, hugs -nothing more.

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Ellis rested his forehead against hers, his voice a soft rasp. "Wanna try? Tfor you to testout." Test him? Was he seriously calling this a test? He chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "You know, Greta and Riley have been messaging me. Joking about how I should let you find another man." Ellis's voice was husky as he gazed at her with a smothering intensity. "They think I can't make you happy... in bed." He emphasized the last word.

Freya's eyes widened. "They were joking! You know how they are." "I know," he said, voice deeper now, "but I didn't take it as a joke. No man wants to hear he can't satisfy his woman in bed." "So that's why you're being like this?" she asked, flustered.

Explore magic at ga l no vols,"Exactly." "And we're really going to-" "Yes." Freya hesitated, her lips pressing into a line.

That alone was enough of an invitation for Ellis. He leaned in and kissed her-soft, cool lips that sent a spark through her.

His hand slid to her waist, fingertips trailing fire against her skin.

Her heart pounded.

The air in the room shifted-charged, heavier. The room's temperature rose.

Ellis's shirt hung open, collar askew.

His usual lazy charm had vanished, replaced by something darker, magnetic. Those sharp, elegant features now carried a raw intensity. His gaze pinned her like a flame.

Freya's ears burned red, her clothes rumpled where his hands had wandered. Her expression now had a softer edge.

Ellis's voice dropped, rough with desire. "So, how exactly do you Want to test me?

Freya bit her lip, clearly unsure of how to handle the situation. After a ashe moment t of hesitation, she slid her arms around his neck—her way of saying yes without words.

Ellis was burning up, heat rolling off him in waves. He'd been holdingm himself back this whole time, struggling to keep his instincts in check. But then he whispered, "Not now." Freya blinked. "Why not?" "We're not married yet," he said, his voice low but serious.