Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 289 A Wonderful Night

Grant sensed the abnormality in his body. As Isidora kept throwing herself into his arms, his remaining consciousness told him she had likely drugged him.

With a violent push, he shoved Isidora away from his embrace. His massive hands then clamped around her neck like iron pincers, the veins on his arms bulging with barely restrained violence.

"Isidora, you make me sick. How dare you drug me?"

Grant's grip tightened, making Isidora's face turn red. She coughed violently but didn't try to escape. Instead, she quietly reached out and touched Grant's body.

"Grantie, you've had too much to drink. How could I drug you? Look at you, always saying you hate me, but I think you really like me."

"Grantie..."

Under Isidora's step-by-step seduction and the effects of the drug, Grant's self-control crumbled. His body burned with desire, made unbearable by Isidora's calculated caresses. Her hands roamed freely over his heated skin, each touch sparking wildfire across his nerves. The last shreds of Grant's resistance dissolved as her lips trailed along his neck, her breath hot against his ear.

Consumed by primal need, he surrendered completely to the raging fire between them.

But his remaining consciousness told him that no matter what, he couldn't have sex with a woman like Isidora.

He released his grip on her neck, stood up angrily, and headed for the bar's exit. Isidora saw Grant's steps were unsteady and quickly caught up to him, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind.

The bar was crowded, and many eyes were already on Grant and Isidora.

Isidora whispered softly, "Grantie, I love you. Please don't leave me. Back in college, we were so in love. You wrote to me saying I was the woman you wanted to marry."

me. I promise I'll

away. The moment Grant tried to push her away, she

veins blurred his senses-his vision swam as he stared at the face now

hoarsely, his resistance crumbling as his fingers tangled in Isidora's hair, pulling her closer in his

I'm

reached out and pulled Isidora into his arms. They

moment, a lean figure burst through the bar crowd. "Fuck!" he barked, charging toward Grant and Isidora with single-minded intensity. Before either could react, the newcomer wedged himself between them, his hands shooting out to shove them apart with startling force. The sudden motion sent Isidora stumbling back a step, her lips

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employees had organized a small gathering, and he had joined them. After a couple of drinks, he

ignored the whispers online. When he

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to be dating Chloe-so why was

no one else believed in it. He owed her. And if Grant was playing Chloe for a fool, Harry

the bar, Harry immediately

Grant's face turned redder.

tried to control

Isidora saw her chance slipping

her. He pushed her hard, sending her

turned cold as he asked, "Did you

denied, "No, Grantie and I are

at her shamelessness. "Fuck, don't lie. I know what kind of person Grant is. Stay away