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.

soft, fleeting kiss to Rhys lips, as delicate as a dragonfly

now on galnovels.cøm She whispered breathlessly, That is what temptation truly feels

she kissed him again, this time with a

the soup bowl and her hand, his efforts to

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

Rhys steered her

by you tastes wonderful,

this… This is beyond

word this, his eyes, intensely focused, never strayed

lightly, a soft warmth

between a couple, yet she

often spoke of… With Rhys, it somehow didnt seem

lengthy absence, Hale finally

had stormed out and was now pushing her Maserati down the desolate highway, the speedometer climbing as if her rising speed could

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

glared

to drive a wedge between Harlee and Rhys and temper her parents lavish doting on Harlee,

that moment, Lindsays phone

from

black

you to the

checked her rearview

black Bentley was parked just

steering wheel, her knuckles whitening as

pushed the door open and

had to

It was inevitable.

seat, a cloth blindfold was

elusive as the car