Chapter: 772

Before she could finish, his striking face was mere inches from hers.

With a swift move, Tyrone cornered her against the door, sealing her lips with his own, an expression of his evident frustration.

He was scared.

He was not concerned about whether this would paint him as a coward or not.

He was reluctant to hear those affirming words directly from her.

eyes shot open in surprise. Gathering her strength, she pushed against his chest, murmuring,

step, he wedged her between his legs, clasping her face in one hand and grabbing her

intent had been a mere

sweet taste. The instant their kiss connected, it instantly triggered a rush of memories from the nights they’d shared

back Jennie’s words about

a

good she smelled,

memories, once dormant, now

burning more and more fiercely like a

past her ear, to the nape of her

unmistakable for Sabrina to sense Tyrone’s growing

sharp taste of wine served as a poignant reminder of

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