Regret Novel 77

Let go of me.”

Sensing her resistance, Evander pressed his lips into a thin line. He couldn’t stand the way she looked at him–like she was bracing for execution–so he turned her

over.

She found herself pinned against the cold marble countertop, panic flaring in her chest.

“Evander!”

“Be quiet.” His lips seared the nape of her neck, hot and burning.

Her body trembled. The more forceful he became, the more she recoiled, refusing to relent.

Evander grasped her chin, forcing her to face him. “What’s wrong? Jonathan Pembroke can touch you, but I can’t?”

His words cut her to the core.

Smack!

She slapped him with all the strength she could muster.

His handsome face snapped to the side.

The air froze.

brimming with angry tears. Her voice shook as she choked out, “Evander, why is

you look down on me. You always have. But you could’ve just ignored me, like

aside, you don’t have to

She turned away.

reached out to

and slammed the door behind

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them, Charlotte still couldn’t hold back her emotions. She bit down

cigarette, the pale smoke curling around

second, he’d actually wanted to

had she started getting under

was it every time Charlotte’s eyes welled up with tears, and that tiny brown birthmark near her

certain he’d never

forced to marry her, back

chosen. At that point, it could’ve

no celebration. On their wedding night, the moment he

Not cunning–just… unexpected.

only other woman who’d ever made his heart skip

He hated that feeling.

he was always on the verge

he

arm’s length, kept

time with Tricia–he

gaze darkened. He didn’t even flinch when the ash from his cigarette burned his

this effect on

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