Chapter 86

Joyvelyn’s kiss was caught by a stranger, and she was mortified.

She pushed Ellison away, signaling for him to stop.

But Ellison didn’t budge. In fact, when they were interrupted, the playful look in his eyes darkened, and as he kissed. Joycelyn, he shot Leah a sharp, almost threatening glance.

Leah froze, startled by his arrogant, domineering gaze.

“Sorry! Didn’t mean to interrupt,” she quickly muttered, with a half–smile, as if making light of the situation.

But only she knew how shocked and jealous she felt inside.

Without lingering, she turned and went straight into the room to pretend to check on Isolde.

Yet the image of the passionate kiss stayed burned in her mind, Haunting her.

Joycelyn, unable to get Ellison to let go, twisted her hand into his waist.

His clear, mesmerizing eyes stared at her, full of mock annoyance–like a playful little kitten ready to lash out.

She was clearly upset now.

Seeing her eyes redden with anger, Ellison softly kissed her lips and then reluctantly pulled back, but not without a mischievous grin on his face.

He was such a tease–more daring in broad daylight than at home.

Joycelyn, fuming, clenched her fists and punched him lightly before storming off to the sink with the fruit basket.

Ellison licked his lips, savoring the moment, his smile wicked.

Joycelyn stood at the sink, scrubbing the fruit, her head low, wishing she could peel the red apple in her hand to release her frustration.

“Still not enough? Taking it out on the apple?” Ellison asked, arms crossed, leaning against the counter with a smirk.

Joycelyn looked up sharply. Her fair face was flushed bright red, and her eyes–wet and fiery–were locked on him in an angry stare.

Her lips, kissed only moments before, were still swollen and tender.

expression, to Ellison, she looked like a delicate, feisty

smile of his, the one that had been buried for days, resurfaced now,

today, right?” Ellison asked, looking down at her

asked, “What do you

and intense, his

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intense look, his lips curled into a teasing

his

down his face and shit as he kept his gaze firmly

her, calm on the surface, but inside his thoughts were

his body reacting with primal desire.

of his breath, Joycelyn knew she’d pushed her luck, so she continued to

focus on it.

He was watching her intently,

go check on Isolde. No need to stay here with me,” Joycelyn

has them covered, Ellison

it further. Instead, she

reached out and

body

at him,

as he gazed at her clearly amused by

so bad,” Joycelyn huffed after a long pause, finally blurting

gossip about your husband’s affaire,”

getting back at her for teasing him

her words were stepping right into Ellison’s danger zone. “Wherever

asked, his

option, you wouldn’t need to say anything. I’ll take care

her words, the playfulness suddenly gone. “Try running. I’ll break your

done here. I’m not talking to you anymore,” Joycelyn said, picking up the fruit and heading to the coffee table

bed.

at him

her return, acted like nothing had happened. “Mrs. Grant, you’re so considerate. Taking care of all

yourself. No wonder

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