Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 93

How embarrassing!

Lyman's gaze suddenly grew intense, his eyes burning as he gripped her hand tightly. His voice was low and rough. "Effie, are you sure?"

Effie nodded, nervous but certain. She didn't want to run away anymore.

Lyman didn't say another word. He simply pulled her gently into his arms and kissed her.

His warm breath brushed against her neck, sending a shiver of tingling electricity through her.

His kiss was both gentle and hungry, laced with a longing that had been held back for too long.

Effie's heart pounded, her hands instinctively finding his shoulders as she melted into his embrace.

Their breaths mingled, the air between them thick with anticipation.

Lyman's hand traced the curve of her back, his fingertips radiating heat through the thin fabric of her shirt, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Her mind went blissfully blank. All she could feel was this man and the storm of emotions he brought with him.

her name, his forehead pressed to hers, his breath uneven. "You're really

up and met his gaze—those

her lip and shook her head. "I won't... We're

kissed her again, harder this time, as if he wanted to draw her completely into

her body turning to jelly as

her waist, and with a gentle but firm touch, he scooped her up in

around his neck and burying her face in his chest, too flustered

her voice

he murmured, his tone deep and reassuring, calming her

Lyman strode toward the bedroom, every movement steady and sure, as if she were the most

the soft glow of the lamp and the sound of their mingled breaths. Lyman

gentle. There's no need to be nervous," he promised softly, every word

cheeks burned crimson, but she summoned her courage and

and he

and let herself

in the room were their quiet breathing and whispered

morning came, Effie woke to find herself nestled