Regret Came Too Late

Yancey went around the second floor, but many of the rooms were occupied for private events, and he wasn't sure which door to knock on.

After being dragged into an unfamiliar space, Grace leaned against the door and panted heavily with her eyelashes lowered.

She realized that the person beside her was not Ed, so she instinctively reached out to push him away. But upon touching his skin, her deeply buried desire was instantly stirred.

When she didn't seem to resist their physical contact, she looked up in confusion, trying to see his face. But her vision was too blurry, and she couldn't make out his face.

She took a deep breath and tried to steady herself against the wall while moving forward, but she shoved the door in front of her open instead.

If she had been more conscious, she would have realized she wasn't on the second floor, but in a semi-open room on the first floor. Once the door opened, she would run into the guests outside.

The voice of a man came from behind. "I'll get someone to send you back."

The sound of the wheelchair moving grew closer, and a hand gently rested on her wrist. "Don't open the door. You'll be seen."

As soon as he said that, she looked down at him. He was truly handsome, and his warmth on her wrist was irresistibly tempting. When their eyes locked, his gaze was distant yet alluring.

completely clouded. By the time she came to her senses, she was already sitting

a distinct mark on his pale lips. He turned his

closed the door behind her, and many people

turned his head

of his shirt, her eyes wide with

and replied, "You're letting the alcohol get the better of you. You'll regret it

pull Grace off Ethan's lap. She had to

his legs were injured, he has rarely attended events like this. It was unexpected that Grace

get closer, Tim, who had been watching in

toward Ethan. "Mr. Henderson,

head,

and

Grace

shoulders. Tim dutifully shut