The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

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Chapter 916: "Then cback to the master bedroom with me." His response was effortless, as though it were the most natural solution in the world.

Corrine stiffened.

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Before she could protest, his arm curled around her waist, ready to lift her off her feet. "Wait!" she blurted, twisting in his grasp. Nate arched a brow, his smirk widening. "What is it now?" She hesitated, and then exhaled in surrender. "I have not recovered yet, so tonight, can we..." "Can we what?" Amusement flashed in his dark eyes.

Corrine bit her lip, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. Her voice dropped to a near whisper. "I want to sleep alone tonight." Nate let out a soft chuckle, his expression gentling. He pulled her closer, his hand resting at the small of her back. "Are you that afraid of me?" He would not deny that he wanted her again. The craving had only intensified. But he was not reckless. He knew she was still adjusting. And he could wait.

Corrine could hear the steady thump of his heart against her back, and it only reminded her of last night—the bathroom, the way he had refused to let her go. Her face burned.

She tilted her head up, meeting his gaze before reaching out to pinch his arm lightly. "Should I not be?" Last night, she had begged for mercy, and yet, he had shown none.

"One last time," he had said. Again and again.

A smirk tugged at Nate's lips. "I promise. Just sleep tonight. Nothing more." His hand settled at her waist as he led her toward the bedroom.

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Lying in bed, Corrine rested against his chest, her fingers idly tracing the curve of his Adam's apple. Her voice was soft, yet laced with an unspoken weight. "Are you leaving tomorrow?" Nate's chin brushed against her forehead as he murmured, "I have smatters to attend to." She lifted her gaze, searching his face. "Will it be dangerous?" "No." A small smile played at her lips, though a flicker of doubt lingered in her eyes. "Then be careful. When you return, I will have to check you thoroughly..." Before she could finish, Nate moved swiftly, flipping her beneath him. His dark eyes burned with an intensity that was hard to contain. "How will you check?" Her lips curled into a teasing smirk, mischief glinting in her gaze. "Guess... ah-"

Her breath hitched as his hand landed on her waist, fingers pressing against her skin Startled, she Ο grabbed his wrist, her heart pounding. "You promised only sleep tonight!"

He merely chuckled, lowering his head until his lips hovered just above e hers "Kissing is allowed."

His mouth claimed hers in a slow, lingering kiss, heat of the Wing her into the the moment. The room pulsed with warmth, the air between them thick with intimacy.

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