His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius by Derk Blaylock

Chapter 327:

In the past, Belinda’s presence had only been an annoyance to him. He had always treated her like she didn’t even exist. Even after she had returned from abroad, their relationship had not been good.

But now, as she leaned on him with such innocent trust, he felt an unfamiliar warmth stir in his chest—a sensation he couldn’t quite name.

It wasn’t long before Belinda, exhausted from her earlier antics, fell into a deep sleep. Her breathing evened out, her grip on Lucas’ neck loosening a little.

When they arrived home, Lucas carried Belinda upstairs and into her room. He laid her carefully on the bed and turned to leave, but before he could step away, Belinda’s hand shot out, catching him by the collar.

Her grip was surprisingly strong, and before he could react, she tugged him down toward her.

Lucas stumbled slightly, bracing one hand on the mattress to keep from falling too suddenly. But the motion brought him closer to Belinda than he had anticipated, and his lips brushed against hers.

pupils contracted sharply, his breath catching in his throat. At that exact moment, Belinda’s drowsy eyes fluttered open, her long lashes grazing against Lucas’ cheek slightly, like

touch sent an electric jolt through Lucas, stirring something

up slightly. His voice came out husky

unwavering intensity, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink that only enhanced her

magic to

words, so simple yet so bold, struck Lucas harder than

“Besides kissing me,” he murmured, his voice low and tinged with charm, “what else do

Lucas’ neck, pulling him

growing bolder as if neither

lips parted slightly, allowing Lucas to explore further, his tongue tracing hers with a deliberate,

through her as she gave in to

moved instinctively, fumbling with the buttons of Lucas’ shirt. One popped open, then

with the third, Lucas’ hand