After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

Chapter 970

As the guests trickled out of the beachfront villa, Selena glanced around the now-empty courtyard, her eyes widening slightly. "Hey, where did everyone go?"

She was a little tipsy, her cheeks flushed with a soft pink hue, her gaze hazy and slightly unfocused, adding an extra layer of allure to her already beautiful features.

Aaron gently took the wine glass from her hand, setting it aside before scooping her up in his arms. He started toward the upstairs bedroom, holding her close as her body relaxed into his.

"You haven't even seen your new room yet. Let's go take a look," he murmured.

Selena's limbs went limp, her arms draping lazily around his neck as she leaned into him, her voice soft and dreamy. "New room... what does it look like?"

Aaron smiled, amused by her dazed innocence. "You'll find out soon enough."

Their master bedroom was on the second floor, the largest in the villa, with elegant double doors leading into the suite. Inside was a cozy sitting area, complete with a sofa, cabinets, and a TV. As they walked further in, a round bed adorned with luxurious red bedding came into view, surrounded by soft, flowing drapes.

gently laid Selena down on the bed but didn't pull

her, his eyes darkening as he took in her

you're my wife

processed his words, and she blinked up at him, her hands reaching to cup his

that moment, Aaron's restraint snapped. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss, as if he'd been parched

intensity of the kiss left her dizzy.

in between ragged breaths, her small fists weakly pushing against his

voice was thick and gravelly as he chuckled. "You like

fluttered, and she mumbled,

her into his arms again, his voice low as he

he carried her into the

stepped in, still holding Selena tightly against him. "We're going to drown!" Selena gasped, clinging to him as if for

within him. The water rippled around them as, one by one, their clothes were discarded, tossed carelessly out of the tub

Aaron wasn't in a rush. His hands gripped her waist, moving at an agonizingly slow pace, teasing and tormenting.