Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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Chapter 229 A Touch of Dew

Chapter 229 A Touch of Dew

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My earlier tugging had left Carter's shirt collar askew, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone..

Seeing him stand so tall and straight before me, I was struck by the length of his legs.

There wasn't a hint of anything amiss!

While I understood he must have had his reasons for this charade, a wave of annoyance washed over me.

I raised my foot and kicked his thigh. When his entire weight shifted to that leg. I could feel the solid, muscular strength beneath the fabric.

All those times I'd been so careful, afraid of hurting his pride, not daring to touch or even ask questions.

Even at night. I was so restrained that I only ever touched his upper body.

"Carter, you liar!"

He lifted my leg and hooked it around his waist, leaning in close so his body pressed against mine.

Chloe. I'm sorry. I had my reasons for doing this-I didn't mean to deceive you."

"You ve been pretending for so long, why not just keep the act up?"

His dark eyes burned with desire, his voice deep and husky, "Because... I want to be able to satisfy my darling even more."

The moment those words left his lips, my face turned bright red!

His voice carried a seductive tone as he murmured against my lips, "But this is our secret, alright? Darling, promise me you'll keep it for me, okay?"

He was so tall that even as I sat on the piano, he still had to bend down to talk to me.

From this angle, I could see the outline of his chest muscles through his shirt collar.

Coupled with his low, magnetic voice, my face grew even hotter, my heart pounding faster. I didn't have the strength to resist.

So I nodded obediently, "Fine."

Carter chuckled softly. "So sweet. Makes me want to keep you in my pocket.

+ muttered under my breath, "It's not like I'd stop you."

"But I feel like you're still too young, darling. If I force things, it'd be like plucking an unripe fruit"

No wonder he'd been able to stop himself last time..

I laughed, "Young? If you count both my lives, I could practically be your mother!"

little rascal," he murmured, "trying to act

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with just enough force to sting a little,

soft it feels like a touch of

his waist, leaning my head

chest. So, how long are you planning

wait?

day you truly have

tightened his hold on my waist, his voice full

of his heartbeat. It gave me

you for being willing to wait

of tranquility when a knock came at the

had probably grasped the situation. In Snowville, the Bolton's influence was undeniable. Recognizing the

"Alright"

released me and began tidying

at the shirt hem I had pulled

the choice is yours.

and my mom suffer for 20 years. They won't get away

""Alright, I got it."

before asking quietly, "Do you think

my head gently, his gaze soft as he looked

if anything. I think you're not ruthless enough. Don't let yourself be shackled by morality. Just do what you

then sat back in his wheelchair, perfectly embodying the role of a paraplegic with not

person who shares a bed with him, I hadn't noticed anything was

really had fooled the

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up my shawl and began practicing

violin-my piano skills were

I wasn't afraid of performing in front

walked in, his eyes rel, step by step toward me.

face for a moment before dropping to his

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Laike had been looking for a chance to speak

Now that I

fell on the final note, I looked

that no matter the occasion, you'll stop calling me that. Unless, of course, you want

met his gaze, my voice filled with the echo of past pain. "Luke, it was agonizing. The blood... the helplessness... Even in

Luke said hurriedly, his face full of

want is to atone for my

you want to atone, then help me take down Anna. That's the best way

before replying. I've been cold to her for so long that suddenly warming up might make her suspicious. But she's never stopped trying to