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 breath uneven. "You're really sure you won't

gaze—those deep, gentle eyes

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

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

Effie dizzy, her body turning to jelly as she leaned into him, letting him lead

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

and burying her face in his chest,

she whispered, her voice

I'm right here," he murmured, his

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, his gaze

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

but she summoned her

and he

eyes and let herself drown in his

left in the room

morning came, Effie woke to find herself nestled in