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!”

scratches to his body, both deep enough to

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 at

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

attempt to distract

face and kissed her

go and intertwined his fingers with hers. At the same time, he pressed more

confusion and slowly

me. Don’t be scared.” James kissed her cheek and

light returned to Kristie’s

She was still shaking as she leaned

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

had rushed

spied a familiar Maybach parked outside the airport, against which a tall,

approaching the vehicle.

Faymon?” As he spoke, Jefferson pushed himself away from the Maybach

muttered, “Hmm, it doesn’t seem as if it’ll rain anytime

went around to the driver’s side before arching a brow at Curtis, deadpanning, “What? Do you need me to open the door for you,

and opened the passenger side

He commented, “Bet you didn’t enjoy life in Jadeborough if you’re looking

back. It cost me eight hundred million, but at least it’s over now,” Curtis

Shawfield is notoriously difficult to convince. I can’t even get him

have to figure out a way to get Mr. Nicholson out of the picture.”

polite front toward me, though that’s because Old Mr. Xavier isn’t on his side. He wouldn’t dare to come after

Xavier has his hands full with Theodore’s affairs. Naturally, he won’t be on Mr. Nicholson’s side. I have no idea when Theodore will wake up from

another plan. Getting someone out of the picture is easy; doing it discreetly is an

understood Jefferson’s words immediately and closed his eyes, deep

who could take over Mr. Nicholson’s position. But suddenly promoting

me deal with it,” Jefferson offered. “It’s easier 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

in agreement. He could not think of a

to be too