My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 336:

Kristopher hadn’t paid much attention to the music itself.

Instead, his gaze had drifted, drawn to the soft curve of Carrie’s neckline. His desire stirred, and he moved closer, sitting beside her on the bench.

Sliding an arm around her waist, he let his fingers brush against her skin, his voice low and husky. “Do you like it?”

Carrie kept still for a moment, then replied softly, “I do.”

“How are you going to thank me?” he murmured, leaning close to nibble on her ear. The implication was unmistakable.

Carrie turned, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. The gesture wasn’t for the piano—it was for the company shares. Without Kristopher’s help, she wouldn’t have secured them so easily. The company would’ve declared bankruptcy before she gathered enough resources to stop it.

you,” she said quietly, her voice carrying a rare sincerity. “For helping with the company,

Kristopher off guard. He studied her for a moment,

go upstairs.” Carrie

desire simmered beneath the surface, Kristopher hesitated. Willow was still in the house, and he wasn’t one for an audience. Instead, he sighed, lifting Carrie effortlessly into his arms and carrying

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was his usual air of command, replaced by a rare patience and tenderness. The night unfolded differently—soft,

the bed, her body limp with exhaustion. Her arm draped over the pillow, her cheek

beside her, bare-chested, his presence exuding a quiet dominance. He lit a cigarette, the flicker of the flame momentarily illuminating his sharp features. Smoke curled lazily

her—vulnerable and unguarded—sent a ripple of

had always disliked the habit, but watching him now, his movements deliberate and unhurried, she couldn’t deny

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