Marry My Ex's Sworn Enemy

Chapter

38

She was almost at the villa entrance when she saw the man entering the gate behind her. She quickened her pace, but he followed her to her door.

"What do you want?" she demanded, turning to face him.

The streetlights were bright enough for her to see his face clearly. Even in this situation, she was taken aback.

This man was beautiful. More than handsome-beautiful. He had captivating features, and an air of casual yet arrogant elegance. Olivorch a beautiful man being a stalker was a waste.

"This is my house. Since you helped me earlier, I won't call the police. Just leave!*

She took a step back, but he closed the distance.

"You..."

He encircled her. He smirked, then, to her astonishment, pressed his finger to the electronic lock, opening the door.

Sonya was stunned. He put his arm around her and guided her inside.

"I thought you were home, but you weren't. Mr. Givens said you went to the bar, so I got the address from him and..."

He'd beaten up Jenny Stone for her.

Sonya relaxed slightly."Why didn't you tell me who you were? I thought you were a gangster." Henry chuckled."I was wondering how to greet you. 'I'm Henry, your fiancé, nice to meet you? That would have sounded strange, right?" She laughed; it would have.

Inside, he kept his arm around her. She tried to subtly move away, but he pushed her against the door.

"You..."

Before she could finish, he kissed her. It was intense and passionate, as if he'd been longing for this for a long time. Sonya stiffened; although their relationship was unconventional, it was their first meeting.

She tried to push him away, but he held her tightly.

"Henry..." she whispered, shaking her head.

He held her head, his breath ragged."Do you know how much I've wanted this?"

""What?"

been dreaming of

just met. How did

"Instinct."

"Huh?"

I saw you,

""It's too fast..."

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Chapter 38

urgently. She felt herself lifted into his arms, carried upstairs to the master bedroom. He was on top of her before she

happened next unfolded naturally. Sonya was initially hesitant, but

away.

when Sonya was too exhausted to

awake. She tried to sit up, feeling like

her pajamas and underwear on the nightstand. After dressing, she went

she heard Henry on a call on

serious. We wouldn't have cooperated with so many revisions

broad shoulders and a defined physique. Her mental image of Henry-suit-clad and refined-was

"I'm getting married."

more important than

"Of course."

running out of

can wait,

"We can't wait!"

my wedding.

We can

continue then."

apologize. Hopefully,

a blatant breach of

"Nathan, watch your language."

breath."What if we accept your

sign at our Seattle

waiting."

man seethed."Mr. Sullivan, what

a

you and