My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 873:

He didn’t know if it was a mistake.

He frowned. Had it been a different room?

But he did open the door with the keycard, so there was nothing wrong.

His job was done.

He gave the hallway one last glance, making sure no one was watching, then disappeared into the shadows.

As the waiter disappeared down the hallway, another figure—watching from the shadows—finally let out a breath of relief.

He had been searching for room 1109 but couldn’t find it. Then, as if fate had intervened, the problem had solved itself. He had spotted the waiter—a man working for Miss Herrera—coming out from a room. It was all coming together perfectly.

He pulled out a master keycard and slid it through the lock. The

small hotel didn’t care much about privacy, but it was obsessed with avoiding trouble. To prevent accidents, management

around the hallway—empty. From his pocket, he retrieved a small wooden box. Inside, neatly arranged, were slender incense

pulled one out, lit it, and placed it carefully inside the incense holder.

filled the air—eaglewood fragrance, infused with the strongest aphrodisiac available. Satisfied, he closed

into the service elevator, he pulled out his

𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓴 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓬𝓮

done. Don’t worry—I used the strongest incense. Even if she were next to a beast, she wouldn’t be

A mouth—soft lips tracing her skin. A tongue, gliding along the curve of her ear, hot and damp, sending a shiver

low in her belly, a heat

body wasn’t resisting. She was…

alarm bells rang, but they were faint, distant. Everything felt

she? She tried to think. Tried to remember. But her mind felt like it was