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.

said, “Jeremiah, don’t act so bold. Your skills aren’t great. You

Jeremiah asked, “Not great?”

both alluring and mischievous and let out a soft hum without

to a spot slight, clusive smile appearing on his lips, Yvette’s gaze imoved down, her expression momentarily uneasy, and there was a deep look in her eyes as she licked the

do

her waist, pulling her into

fingers played with her hair, gently

boys or girls?” he

at Jeremiah, her fair arm resting on his leg.

few seconds, he spoke softly, “If you don’t like it, we don’t

slightly and, fixing her gaze on Jeremiah, she said, “No regrets?” Jeremiah gently ruffled her hair, and said, “No regrets at all. Whatever you say, we’ll do as

slightly, and her carefree expression disappeared as she spoke lightly and slowly. “Are you going

Jeremiah was speechless.

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

spoil her with

how much Yvette ate, she never gained weight, and her waist stayed slim without an ounce of extra flesh. It

in the passenger seat, eyes downcast, fiddling with her phone. She yawned, looking a bit listless, and her indifferent

in a deep voice. “What’s wrong? Didn’t sleep well last

gaze, letting it fall on him,

you just asking knowingly?” she

coughed awkwardly and asked,

clicked her tongue, slowly put away

“You switch topics pretty

required intense focus, saying, “I didn’t

Jeremiah and Yvette’s flight landed

As soon: him.

at the entrance with a black, understated

were common in

weren’t surprised, but Emmett’s presence made passersby turn their

car carried a license plate recognized

plate began with ‘Betrico’ and had five

definite symbol of prestige and

there, expressionless and

expression only changed slightly when he saw two

slightly howing,

wasn’t

“stay away, and yet

in a relaxed

a simple white T-shirt and shorts, with a baseball

long, straight legs were

presence like a seven-foot aura. Even with only half her face