One year, one love by Aurora Miller

Chapter 53

Doris instinctively grabbed his wrist and turned it over. The three–inch–long wound became even more evident, with a few tiny scratches around it.

“How did you get hurt here?” she asked.

Lewis finally remembered–it happened when he blocked Sophia’s bag, and the metal accessory on it scraped him.

“It doesn’t hurt at all, he replied. It was just a surface wound, though it looked bad with the blood seeping out; the cut wasn’t deep.

“Matteo’s mom did this, right?” Doris hit the nail on the head. “Why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve hit her back for you!”

“And what good would that do?” Lewis asked, looking a bit amused.

“You’re my husband. I have to protect you! I won’t let anyone bully you!” Doris said with a serious expression.

Lewis gave a faint smile, thinking, ‘Her? Protect me? Forget it. He then said, “Eat your food.”

“Wait here,” Doris said as she put down her fork and got up to head for the living room.

Lewis watched as she rummaged through the drawer in the living room and hurried back with a first aid kit.

“Slow down,” he said, genuinely worried she might trip.

And right on the mark–Doris stumbled as she reached the table and fell forward.

Lewis’s reflexes were quick, and he caught her just in time, preventing her from hitting her head on the solid wood table.

She’d missed a nasty injury by mere inches; had it been worse, she could’ve ended up with a scar from the injury.

Doris stared at the hard dining table with lingering fear, her chest heaving.

Holding her, Lewis felt her soft body pressed against his, her faint fragrance enveloping him. His Adam’s apple bobbed unconsciously.

Her softness seemed to perfectly complement his strength.

Lewis and Doris locked eyes. His thin lips were so close to her, tempting her like a ripe peach blossom waiting to be claimed.

For a moment, Doris wanted to kiss him. Like a butterfly drawn to a flower’s allure, she inched closer to him.

But Lewis pressed a hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her away. Still dazed, Doris didn’t have time to react before she ended up sitting on the ground.

she winced as she rubbed her backside. “Lewis, you are

of me. I was just defending myself,” Lewis said

and had reacted before he could think. In hindsight,

kiss you?” Doris stood up, smiling mischievously. “Don’t tell me

glance. “I’m not the type to date just anyone. I am very

impotent, aren’t you?” Doris taunted, smirking. “Six feet two inches of height, and yet you’re all show

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and no go.”

if you dare.” Lewis’s

impotent, especially not by his own

grin. “A useless showpiece, all fluff, no

slammed his fork onto the table. He stood up and walked toward her, his

up to look at him, her neck starting to ache. “W–what are you

her over his shoulder with ease. The sudden spin left Doris disoriented, unable to

fists on his back. “What are you doing?

her protests. “Go ahead, yell louder. Maybe your sister will

threat, Doris begrudgingly fell silent, letting him carry her into his bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed and leaned down, pinning her

filled with his masculine scent,

like a shadow rising from the depths. “Didn’t you say I was impotent? Let me show

At this moment, she was truly at a loss.

we haven’t finished eating. The food

was impossible to read. Doris had a sinking feeling that she was in serious

brushed against her ear, sending a tingling sensation straight

curling as she fully realized the true meaning of playing with fire and getting burned.

begging. “Mr. Hartman, I was wrong! You’re incredible in bed,

hear, continuing to tease her silently.

please let

head. His eyes, brimming with desire, locked onto hers. “Do you truly realize you were wrong? Are you sure you won’t

“I swear

what you said.” Lewis finally released her. He stood up and, with a cold voice, commanded, “Get out!”

off the bed and sprinted out of the room like her life

in his eyes. He ran a hand through his hair before heading

into the bathroom.

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