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.

hers, his

gaze—those deep, gentle eyes full of

bit her lip and shook her head. "I won't... We're married. This is how it's supposed

smile tugged at Lyman's lips. He kissed her again, harder this time, as

to jelly as she leaned

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

startled gasp, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face in his chest,

she whispered, her voice trembling

murmured, his tone deep and

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

the lamp and the sound of their mingled breaths. Lyman laid Effie gently on the bed and leaned over her,

be nervous," he promised softly, every word wrapped

cheeks burned crimson, but she summoned her courage and nodded. "I

smile deepened, and he kissed her

her eyes and let herself drown in his

deepened, and the only sounds left in the

morning came, Effie woke to find