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.

sudden 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

kissed him again, this time with a fervor that melded their

juggling the soup bowl and her hand, his

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

smirk, Rhys steered her hand toward the

you tastes wonderful,

this… This

word this, his eyes, intensely focused, never

lightly, a soft warmth

couple, yet she found herself

often spoke of…

absence, Hale finally made contact

pushing her Maserati down the desolate highway, the speedometer climbing as if

thirty relentless minutes, she gripped the steering wheel tightly, accelerating hard as though to outpace her

she glared at

by her actions trying to drive a wedge between Harlee and Rhys and

moment, Lindsays phone flickered

from Hale

the black

you

quickly checked her rearview

a black Bentley was

the steering wheel,

few tense moments, she pushed the door open and

had to confront

It was inevitable.

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

became elusive as the car