Dear Sweetheart novel

She continued to back away from him until her calves hit the couch, causing her to lose her balance and fall.

James loomed over her on the couch, and Kristie’s body stiffened in response. She stammered, “Get back. Don’t come near me…”

In response, he tucked her loose hair behind her ear and brought his lips closer to her face.

“You’re taking advantage of me again.” Kristie pressed her palms on his chest to keep him away. Her eyes reddened with tears as she pleaded between sobs, “Don’t force me to do this. I have a boyfriend. I don’t want to cheat on him.”

Her words drew a chuckle from James, who teased, “Don’t worry your pretty head about it. You won’t be a cheater as long as he doesn’t know about this. I can keep a secret.”

“You’re too much!”

The rest of Kristie’s protests were swallowed by James’ passionate kisses.

She breathed in his familiar scent and eventually gave in to pleasure.

Kristie hooked her legs around his waist to bring herself closer to him.

The couch proved too squeezy for both of them, and James stopped himself from taking things too far. Instead, he carried Kristie to the bedroom.

Kristie looked at him through half-lidded eyes. She simply could not tear her gaze away from his perfect abs as he took off his clothes. Her hands moved toward his torso, unbidden.

The feel of his rock-hard muscles drew an amazed gasp from Kristie. “I didn’t know you hid such a hot body under those clothes!”

James leaned over her and whispered in her ear, “It’s all yours.”

His flirtatious words brought a furious blush to Kristie’s face.

She buried her head in his chest and reveled in the warmth of his body. Still, once she closed her eyes, traumatic memories of her helpless shrieks suddenly filled her mind. Her body began shuddering uncontrollably.

“No, no…” She curled into herself and flailed around, screaming, “Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!”

to his body, both

did not deter James, who merely clasped Kristie’s wrist and coaxed tenderly, “Kristie, open your eyes. It’s me. Don’t be scared. There, there. Look

She struggled against his hold and wailed, “Don’t touch me… don’t

cries broke James’ heart. He could only comfort her and attempt to distract her with gentle kisses. He hoped she could think of

her face

for air, he let go and intertwined his fingers

confusion and slowly opened

kissed her cheek and said, “I’ve always been

returned to Kristie’s

her arms tightly around his neck. She was still shaking as she leaned into his embrace and croaked, “Hug me tightly. Don’t

her and stroked her long, black hair. “Okay, I

rushed

parked outside the airport, against which a tall, equally familiar figure

before approaching the vehicle. “Why are

Faymon?” As he spoke, Jefferson pushed himself away from the Maybach and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. He

looked up at the clear, blue sky and muttered,

went around to the driver’s side before arching a brow at Curtis, deadpanning, “What?

smiled and opened the passenger side

commented, “Bet you

fix that before coming back. It cost me eight hundred million, but at least

to convince. I can’t even get him to talk to

just the first step. We still have to figure out a way to get Mr. Nicholson out of the picture.” Curtis’ gaze darkened as he continued,

“Ditto. Still, Mr. Nicholson is putting up a polite front toward me, though that’s because Old Mr. Xavier isn’t on his side. He wouldn’t dare to come after you or me

sigh, “Old Mr. Xavier has his hands full with Theodore’s affairs. Naturally, he won’t be on Mr. Nicholson’s side. I have no idea when

need another plan. Getting someone out of the picture is

immediately and closed his eyes, deep in

piped up, “I have someone who could take over Mr. Nicholson’s position. But suddenly promoting someone would

for me to do things in the background. If you were involved, everyone would point fingers at you if something goes wrong. It’ll be a waste of

only nod in agreement. He could not think of a better

be too much