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.

Caldwell, entanglements with Dexter were frequent, yet each

never the soothing whispers, the gentle caress that could

of seduction, his gaze filled with an intoxicating

scorching to the touch, too shy to meet his

after a month... we could, you know,"

My face was ablaze.

nature, isn't it?

pulling me closer, and leaned

stop. "I'm afraid of hurting

had made sure to

my lip, taking a nibble on

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

always so passionate, seemed

wanted to run, but he caught my chin,

making me fall for him, yet he

once loved

in my eyes, unsure of how to

how to

feelings for Dexter

my silence, Colin didn't press further, choosing to continue

I found a

"Phoebe... this is fine too, not

the pain of loss

finally relented, cleaned us up, and we drifted

digging deeper into the human trafficking lead. If we're lucky, we might find those

deep, his mind

"There's some complication. James

Foebe was