Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 486

Frederick’s upper body was almost entirely pressed against Marguerite’s body.

He looked down at her, his breath hot and fierce, blowing directly onto Marguerite’s face.

Marguerite’s heart fluttered, and for a moment, she had the wild desire to kiss him.

But she knew she didn’t have the nerve. With a mockingly playful laugh, she taunted him, “Do you enjoy the thrill of a secret rendezvous? Last time you tried to kiss me in front of Maurice and failed. Are you trying to even the score today?”

Frederick’s face was expressionless, “Even the score? That should be done face-to-face. What’s the point if it’s done in secret?”

“Then let rne call Maurice in.” As Marguerite spoke, she pushed Frederick away with effort, ducked under his arm, and reached for the door.

Bút suddenly, Frederick scooped Marguerite up from behind with one arm, locked the door with the other, spun around, and tossed her onto the bed before looming over her.

The sudden closeness made Marguerite’s head spin.

her, so why was

“Have you never seen me

brushing the tip of his nose against the side of Marguerite’s

I look

admitted without pretense. “But I don’t like

it because I’m not wearing

bracing on either side

trying to say?”

do have feelings for me, right?” As Marguerite asked, tears suddenly welled up at the corners of her eyes. Time and again,

clever for your own good,

neck, “What does playing with fire

you count?”

three years in the past, of the innocent, dedicated, and serene girl she was-not

feel like he didn’t quite know her. But that wasn’t strange.