Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 374



Being cooped up under the same blanket, a man and a woman alone, was indeed playing with fire.

"Phoebe..." Colin whispered as he wrapped his arms around me from behind, his breath hot against my skin.

I felt a wave of fear, perhaps still haunted by the loss of our child and the forceful advances of James...

"Don't be scared, I wouldn't dare touch you," Colin's voice was so soft it melted all my defenses away.

He just held me like that, his breathing slowly growing deeper.

My cheeks flushed with heat, marveling at his stamina, and all we were doing was lying close...

Seemingly unsatisfied with just cuddling, he took my hand in his.

I tried to wriggle free, but couldn't match his strength. "Phoebe... help me."

"I... I don't want to help."

I just want to sleep.

This is all so messy.

"Phoebe, we're married." I knew it, he always played the marriage card when it came to this.

Reluctantly, I turned around, and like a pretzel, I curled up in his embrace, helping him...

Though it wasn't the first time, each encounter sent my heart racing, filling me with a sensation... utterly foreign.

were frequent, yet each felt like a humiliation, devoid of any

never the soothing whispers, the gentle

trailed off with a hint of seduction, his gaze filled with

touch, too shy

we

My face was ablaze.

human nature, isn't it? We

closer, and leaned in

passionate, yet he didn't make me stop. "I'm afraid

made sure to

my lip, taking a nibble on his, drawing

too beautiful, especially with that hint of blood, looking like a

gaze, always so passionate,

he caught my chin, trapping

harbor no grand illusions of making me fall for him, yet he whispered, "Could

I once

in my eyes, unsure

know how

Dexter

silence, Colin didn't press

I found a sense of

fine too, not loving

pain of

wrist ached, my body limp, he finally relented, cleaned us up, and we drifted

human trafficking lead. If we're

deep, his mind solely on clearing

"There's some complication. James

Foebe was saving