Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Jeremiah leaned forward, and his gaze locked onto her eyes, looking into her clear depths.

His body stiffened slightly. His eyebrows drew together softly.

His fingers rested on the back of her hand, with his pads gently ribbing her palm.

His eyes were blue and deep, his jaw clenched tightly, and his throat moved without him realizing

Suddenly, he felt a bit parched.

His voice was warm. “Want a bite?”

Yvette paused her hand, looked at his earnest face, and pinched his chin.

Her delicate collarbone was a cool, pale shade, luminous, with an irresistible charm, full of audacity.

“Want me to take a bite?” she asked.

Jeremiah’s Hips curled into a smile, his blue eyes shining with mischief. The girl always had a knack for surprising him.

In the next moment, before Yvette could react, Jeremiah stepped forward again, suddenly cupping the back of her head and kissing her, gently biting her lower lip

Yvette narrowed her eyes a bit, and her brows dropped as she licked her lips, a move that drove Jeremiah crazy.

Yvette was speechless.

After a moment, Jeremiah lowered his voice, gently squeezing her waist, his eyes deep and unfathomable. Jeremiah lowered his voice, gently squeezing her waist, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Their breaths mingled. “Pretty sweet,” she said.

Yvette lifted her eyes and brushed her lips, her eyelashes trembling softly. “Mint-flavored,” she added.

Jeremiah let out a chuckle, drawing out his words and nodding slowly as if fully embracing shamelessness.

“How’s the technique?” he asked.

Yvette pulled her band out of Jeremiah’s grip and tugged him forward as he was about to sit back down.

She cupped his chin, her palm resting against his chest, and leaned in to kiss him.

Jeremiah froze completely, unable to stay calm anymore. He thought, ‘Is it okay for her to sit there?

He was speechless.

A few minutes later, Yvette stood up with a blank expression, leaned toward Jeremiah’s car, and spoke in a low voice.

Her breath gave him a tingling feeling.

bold. Your skills aren’t

Jeremiah asked, “Not great?”

and mischievous and let out

to a spot slight, clusive smile appearing on his lips, Yvette’s gaze imoved down, her expression momentarily uneasy, and there

do with

around her waist, pulling her into his embrace

her hair, gently

you like boys or girls?” he

few seconds, and then looked up at Jeremiah, her fair arm resting

paused momentarily. He looked down, and after holding her gaze for a few seconds, he

gaze on Jeremiah, she said, “No regrets?” Jeremiah gently ruffled her hair, and

disappeared as she spoke lightly and slowly. “Are you

Jeremiah was speechless.

as usual, Jeremiah prepared breakfast – quiche, orange juice, and

day, he would spoil her

she never gained weight, and

car, Jeremiah was driving. Yvette was lounging lazily in the passenger seat, eyes downcast, fiddling with

sideways and asked in a deep voice.

gaze, letting it fall on him, and her blue eyes

asking

coughed awkwardly and asked, “How about some

her tongue, slowly put

“You switch topics pretty

that driving required intense focus, saying,

and Yvette’s

As soon: him.

saw Emmett standing at the entrance with a black,

cars were common

but Emmett’s presence made passersby turn their heads. They

this ordinary-looking black business car carried a

and had five

symbol

there, expressionless and

only changed slightly when he saw

up to meet them, slightly howing, and said,

wasn’t a single wrinkle on his

“stay away, and yet there was something intriguingly

in

and shorts, with a baseball cap on her head, revealing

straight legs were

a combined presence like a seven-foot aura. Even with