Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 923:

“If you want it, come and get it,” he teased, holding the bottle just out of her grasp. “If you can reach it, it’s yours.”

Yvonne, her frustration mounting, stretched up to grab the bottle but only managed to bump into his chest. The impact of his firm muscles sent a jolt through her, causing a sharp ache in her forehead. The sting made her eyes well up with tears, and she looked up at the bottle, her breath unsteady.

Seeing the tears gathering in Yvonne’s eyes, Norton’s expression softened. “How about we save it for next time?” he offered gently.

Yvonne gently rubbed her forehead and leaned against him, surrendering to the moment. She knew fighting him would be pointless. Her voice was barely a whisper as she muttered, “Why do you always break your promises? You give me hope, only to crush it…”

“What did you say?” Norton asked, his brow furrowing as he leaned down to hear her better. But she refused to speak any further. Sensing her vulnerability, he pulled her gently toward the bedroom, concerned she might continue drinking.

With a soft sigh, she collapsed onto the cushions, patting the seat

glancing at her. She tilted her head up toward him, her pale

closer!” she urged, her tone filled with

nodded, settling beside her and leaning in closer,

a tantalizing mix of

like a gentle breeze. He leaned in,

she suddenly bit his ear. The sharpness of the bite caught him off guard, and she quickly pulled away, spitting in

the unexpectedness of it. “Yvonne, are you a

you makes me feel dirty!” Her words, sharp and defiant, carried an almost playful victory, as if she had won some

𝙍𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 @ gⲁⳑ𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺

curled into a quiet smile, amused by her unrelenting spirit. “Hmm?” he murmured, his