Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 562

Chapter 562: Oh, come on.

What if I make a mess of it? Rhys tone dropped to a sultry whisper.

Then, it would be my pleasure to guide you.

With a calm glance at the bowl, Harlee gently pushed Rhys hand aside.

She picked it up and then sat by the bed, her movements deliberate and steady.

As she grasped the spoon and was about to scoop up some soup, Rhys large hand gently wrapped around hers, its warmth undeniable.

Harlee had been teasing initially, but Rhys took her jest to heart, eager to instruct her.

Heeded by Tonyas earlier advice, Harlee unexpectedly did not resist.

With the gentleness reserved for a novice, Rhys steadied Harlees hand, his fingers guiding hers to scoop up a spoonful of soup.

He carefully brought it to her lips, his eyes shimmering with tender encouragement, silently urging her to taste it.

Harlees lips parted ever so slightly, accepting the warm broth.

As the subtle sweetness of the soup lingered on her palate, she found it delightfully unexpected.

Rhys, caught off guard by her reaction, chuckled.

Harlee, dont tempt me like this… Im still recovering here, you know.

A thrill raced through Harlees heart, sparking an unrestrained desire.

impulse, she leaned forward and pressed a soft, fleeting kiss to Rhys lips, as

chapters now on galnovels.cøm She whispered breathlessly, That is what

those teasing words, she kissed him again, this time with a fervor that melded their breaths and deepened

the soup bowl and her hand,

fervent enthusiasm, tracing his lips from hers to the sensitive skin behind her ear, drowning in the moments

Rhys steered her hand toward the soup, feeding

fed by you tastes wonderful, he murmured, his

this… This

this, his eyes, intensely focused, never

a soft warmth blooming

a couple, yet she found

often spoke of…

absence, Hale finally made contact with

her Maserati down the desolate highway, the speedometer climbing as if her rising speed could soothe

relentless minutes, she gripped the steering wheel tightly, accelerating hard as

fury blazing in her eyes as she glared at the steering wheel, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and

between Harlee and Rhys and temper her parents lavish doting on Harlee,

moment, Lindsays phone flickered to

from Hale

the black car

you to

checked

a black Bentley was parked

fingers clenched around the steering wheel, her knuckles whitening as she

a few tense moments, she pushed the door open and stepped out of

had to confront

It was inevitable.

as Lindsay slid into the passenger seat, a cloth blindfold was pressed over

elusive as the car