The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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Being a carefree soul, Sasha was delighted to see Drew return after his travels.

Just as Sasha was about to greet him, Celeste darted forward, clamped a hand over her mouth, and shot her a knowing look. Celeste dragged Sasha out of the kitchen, leaving behind only the pair of lovers.

Yvonne, puzzled by the sudden silence, was about to turn around when Drew's hands gently covered her eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat. She pressed her lips together and spoke softly, her voice as tender as a spring breeze. "Drew, stop playing around." "Tsk, you didn't even guess, yet you knew it was me? Can't you be a little romantic, wifey?" Drew chuckled, withdrawing his hands.

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His broad palm slid down her delicate waistline, eventually resting possessively on her hips, the fabric of her velvet pants soft under his fingers.

"You... Stop being indecent," Yvonne whispered, her body trembling slightly at his touch. She leaned into his embrace, her eyes glistening with a gentle warmth that hinted at longing.

"There's worse toe," Drew murmured, smirking as he leaned in. His lips claimed hers in a deep, ardent kiss, one filled with passion and restraint lost to the moment.

The man's skillful movements left Yvonne flushed and breathless. Her petite frinstinctively arched backward, her flour-dusted hands awkwardly fumbling, unsure of where to settle.

"Hold me," Drew said hoarsely, his voice thick with desire.

Unable to resist, Yvonne wrapped her arms around his strong neck, her delicate hands pressing against his back. The white flour from her hands left visible marks on his dark trench coat, contrasting starkly yet harmoniously-a symbolic union of their worlds.

The kiss deepened, their breaths mingling, creating a melody of intimacy that filled the room.

Only when they were both gasping for air did Drew finally release her. He gazed at her flushed face, her eyes bright and shimmering. His Adam's apple bobbed heavily as he rasped, "Did you miss me, hmm?” "Yes," Yvonne answered softly, her obedience melting his heart.

Ever the rogue at heart, Drew pressed his stubbled chin against her cheek, playfully nuzzling her. "Prove it to me." "Everything's in the fridge. While you were away, I made a lot of your favorite snacks..." Her voice trailed off as her cheeks turned pink. "They're not much, just small things..." Drew felt a lump rise in his throat as he pulled her into a tight embrace.

Born into privilege yet accustomed to a life of chaos and shadows, Drew had long craved the simple joys of warmth andpanionship. Everything he had ever yearned for, Yvonne had given him. She was his world, his peace, and his happiness. en.kikistories "What are you saying? Anything you giveis the best in the world," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

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Yvonne buried her face against his chest, her cheeks burning as she basked in his tender words.

"I love you, Yvonne. I love you more than anything," Drew whispered fervently, his voice hoarse yet sincere.

Yvonne blinked playfully. "Then, prove it to me." The corners of Drew's lips quivered into a devilish grin. "As long as your body can handle it, I'll prove it for three days and nights without stepping outside." He nipped at her crimson ear, his eyes ablaze with unbridled desire. Yvonne's face turned an even deeper shade of red as she pushed against him in protest.

Three days and nights. She had endured that once before. It was an experience both intoxicating and overwhelming, a blend of pleasure and torment.

The dough lay otten on the countertop, their task abandoned. Yet, in another sense, the two of them were about to create something far moreplete and fulfilling.

Two hours later, after an intense session of passion, Drew carried Yvonne to the bathroom for a bath.

They had a routine during such moments Yvonne never allowed the lights to be turned on during their intimacy. Drew respected her wishes. He never questioned her preferences. en.kikistories Exhausted, Yvonne had fallen asleep in his arms.

When the warm sensation of water brushed against her skin, she finally stirred and woke up. She opened her drowsy eyes to find herself submerged in a warm bath, entirely bare.

Dressed casually in a bathrobe, Drew sat beside the tub while meticulously wiping her skin with a towel. Startled, Yvonne let out a soft cry and instinctively wrapped her arms around herself, splashing water everywhere. en.kikistories "Yvonne, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Drew asked, alarmed by her reaction.

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