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.

whispered her name, his forehead pressed to hers, his breath uneven.

gaze—those

her head. "I won't... We're married. This is how

lips. He kissed her again, harder this time, as if

jelly as she leaned into him, letting

a gentle but

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

whispered, her voice

he murmured, his tone deep

toward the bedroom, every movement steady and sure, as if she

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

need to be nervous," he

cheeks burned crimson, but she summoned

smile deepened, and he kissed her once

let herself

sounds left in the room were their quiet breathing

Effie woke to find herself