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.

tears. Her voice shook as she choked out, “Evander, why

always have. But you could’ve just ignored me, like you used to! Why

so desperate for me to step aside, you don’t have to force

She turned away.

reached out

and slammed the door

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them, Charlotte still couldn’t hold back her emotions. She bit down on her hand, desperate to

cigarette, the pale smoke curling around his

he’d actually wanted to

started getting

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

was certain he’d never met

forced to marry her, back when he

someone he’d chosen. At that point,

wedding night, the moment

Not cunning–just… unexpected.

was the only other woman who’d ever

He hated that feeling.

him feel like he was always on the verge of betraying himself, body

he

he became. So he kept her at arm’s length, kept things cold. But no matter how careful he was, he’d still

the desire he’d suppressed during his time with Tricia–he lost control with Charlotte. It

darkened. He didn’t even flinch when the ash

have this

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