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

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The sky was a canvas of perfect blue, bathed in bright sunshine. A crisp chill hung in the air, mingled with the invigorating scent of fresh greenery. The forest echoed with the ceaseless chorus of bird calls, the clear chirping of kingfishers resonating across the verdant hills. Lush green grass carpeted the ground below.

Jeremiah bought land near this area precisely because of its beautiful scenery and the way it was surrounded by mother nature

Yvette and Jeremiah traveled alone on their way there. When Jeremiah purchased the property, he secured not just the mansion but also dozens of miles of the surrounding land, ensuing complete privacy and exclusivity. Jeremiah turned to look at Yvette, gently tucking her hair behind her car. This girl's skin is strikingly tanned" he thought to himself.

His calloused fingertip grazed the back of Yvette's car as he murmured, "Your skin is beautifully tanned"

Yvette paused mid-step, her elegant brows arching playfully as she shot Jeremiah a mischievous smile. "Jeremiah, behave yourself, she teased.

Jeremiah's piercing blue eyes glimmered with restrained desire, though his expression remained composed. His voice was steady. "I know. I'll keep trying-don't worry."

Yvette was momentarily stunned. 'That's not what I meant! This guy's asking for a punching!' she mused.

Jeremiah, seemingly aware of Yvette's urge to hit him, cleared his throat and took her hand, squeezing it. "Let's go. I'll make you some shrimp pierogies when we get back."

That single sentence struck a chord with Yvette, warming her heart. Jeremiah understood her well-food was paramount. To Yvette, a good meal had the power to make almost any problem seem trivial.

Wette nodded, her eyes sparkling at the mention of pierogies. Despite that, she murmured, "But I'm not hungry."

to a smile as he thought. She has no idea how adorable she is whenever she says one thing but

Jeremiah's lips curled into a means another

Nodding, he responded, "I know. I'm the one who's hungry."

glance, and reluctantly nodded. "I see.

shirt and black pants, with the top buttons casually undone, Jeremiah sat in

room

long fingers skillfully worked the pierogi dough. Beside him, neatly prepared shrimp filling-the favorite Yvette-was ready to be wrapped. Yvette lounged lazily on the couch, legs crossed, her gaze fixed intently on her phone. She didn't even glance in Jeremiah's

pierogies, stole a glance at her. He smirked

him.

on the edge of the table. With a casual nudge, he sent it humbling to the

in scrolling through her phone, halted mid-swipe. Slowly, she raised her gaze to meet his. Her expression remained cool, her eyes distant. One hand cradled her chin in a relaxed pose, while the

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soft and tempting, made his heart skip a beat. Without warning, she gripped his chin and kissed him, nipping

tingling numbness coursing through

his gaze until a surge of raw intensity lit up his blue eyes, prompting her to pull

Yvette teased, "If you can't handle it,

tensed further. She had an uncanny ability to unravel

defiant curve of her lips. His blue eyes darkened, his voice low and deliberate as

taking a deliberate sip before setting it back down. Her eyes then flickered

that mean you can't handle it?" Yvette

froze, momentarily speechless at her double entendre. He pursed his lips, his voice dropping to a rough, provocative tone. "Seems like I didn't try hard enough last night Don't worry, I'll make sure to up my game every single night from now on." Yvette's gaze sharpened, turning icy as she inched closer, closing the

of the tempting view

up, I'll never finish the pierogies, Jeremiah

noticing the restraint in his

his shoulder and playfully tapped the button on his chest. Jeremiah's chest burned at the cool touch of her

no space between them. His voice was taut, strained with barely contained

with a languid yawn, she