Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 38

Julie was a no–nonsense gal. Faced with Kieran’s naked body and the option to help him put on a towel, she didn’t hesitate to take the latter. Without any shyness, she yanked the towel off of Kieran’s body and then wrapped it around his waist.

Just as she had the towel secured around his waist, he suddenly fell back onto the bed, clutching her waist as he went down. Caught off guard, Julie found herself sprawled on top of Kieran,

With her hands pinned under him, she felt like her fingers were about to break. They were too close for comfort, Julie’s face pressed against his chest. His solid muscles warmed her cheeks, making her feel like her face was on fire.

She squirmed, trying to get up, but she couldn’t move with her hands still pinned under him.

Taking a deep breath, she sternly told Kieran, “Lift your hip!!”

Kieran, barely reaching his chin, even with heels on.

his voice coming from above her. She jabbed him in the side with her fingernail, coldly saying. “You’re pinning my hand,

lifting his hip. His

in a thin dress. The satin

him. She only asked him to lift his hip, not to ram

her waist and twirled her around on the bed. Just when she finally freed her hands, now

was too clear, not at all like someone who was drunk. If it wasn’t for the smell of wine on his breath, Julie would have thought he was pretending to be drunk.

ignored Julie’s question, instead intentionally moving his hands that she was pinning down. Then, mimicking Julie’s earlier tone, he said,

chasing this man for half her life, it was the first time she saw him drunk, She didn’t expect drunk