Chapter 623

Marguerite was utterly confused, her brain struggling to keep up with Frederick's twisted words.

Was he actually drunk or not?

He claimed he was tipsy, but his eyes and actions screamed another truth-

He was very much sober! Was his whole act at the diner just a facade?

He was conscious the entire time, conscious when she brought him to the hotel, when she wiped his face, and when she tenderly traced the lines of his features with her fingertips.

What did he mean by his earlier comment about man being drunk and not drunk?

Marguerite's thoughts were spinning so wildly she was on the verge of a mental implosion, completely oblivious to the fact that her hands were now captured and gently pinned above her head.

His warm breath fanned her face, causing her to blurt out uncontrollably, "You're not drunk at all, are you?"

He smirked ambiguously, "Hmm."

"So what is it that you want to do now?" Her voice trembled as she spoke, her throat dry from the swallowing that betrayed her anxiety while she waited for his

response.

"What do you think?"

What did she think?

exactly what Frederick meant, but

take the lead in situations like this. Her pale face was a canvas of complexity that hinted at a trace of fear, stirring a pang

ever happened between them. Not even

don't take advantage of people, it's

Go?

her guard down, lying beneath

close just moments

was telling her to leave, leaving Marguerite feeling

that made rational thought impossible for

may not be your style, but... can I take advantage

as they left her mouth. Had she

seemed equally taken aback by her proposition, and the air grew thick with

and claim it was all a joke, but his lips were on hers with

shirt had come undone, and his fiery body was now pressed against

shivered uncontrollably, clinging to his strong waist, craving

she

lips, his

speaking, this could be considered her first

that one-night stand three years ago was

a long time to realize that the man from

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