Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 68

But we were on the fast track to divorce.

1 tried to push him away, but I just didn’t have the strength. Panic rising, I was on the verge of tears “N

Bryant, please, no!”

“Don’t cry… You don’t want this?” His voice was rough, his eyes a deep crimson, restraint palpable in his gaze.

“No…”

“Alright.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, veins throbbing on his forehead, breathing heavy as if he was fighting with every ounce of his being, but eventually, he let me go…

Clutching my hands together, I whispered, “So, you’ll…”

“Jane.”

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, desire unabated if anything, more intense. He pulled me into his arms, his lips brushing my ear, “Help me out, will you?”

Maybe it was the confusion clouding my mind, but I detected a plea in his voice.

My heart skipped a beat, “How can I help?”

That question, in his mind, was consent. He leaned down, his arms scooping beneath my knees, lifting me off the ground.

Instinctively, my arms wrapped around his neck, a position that screamed vulnerabilit

living room couch and

escape the heat between us, I shifted

gaze swept down, his voice husky, “You’ve made my pants

gaze, noticing a damp patch on his black dress

his eyes sparked my irritation. “How exactly can I help you?” I asked.

dry hands gently gripping my wrists, slowly

the crisp sound of

guiding mine to his

this,” he murmured, voice dark and

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him, face aflame with

years married, and sure, we’ve been intimate. But this was a

hand felt like it could burn me alive, I

if I don’t

looked down at

I was about to suggest dropping the whole thing, he added,

the cold, seeking the warmth next to me

about to drift back

eyes, I found Bryant’s

was not like the superficial affection we shared during our three years of sleeping in

even now, I couldn’t bring

I knew all too well how

soft,