Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 263

Lizetta yanked her hand out of Remington’s scorching palm like her life depended on it.

She was about to struggle when Remington flipped off of her.

The

guy sat on the edge of the bed, peeled off his shirt, and the sun kissed his back, muscles rolling smoothly with his movements,” sexy as hell.

But Lizetta, she lifted her foot, on autopilot trying to give him another piece of her mind – or rather, her foot, aiming to kick him off the

bed.

Little did she know, Remington seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. The moment her foot went up, his cool voice cut through the air.

“Try kicking me again and I’ll make you cry under me!”

His voice was husky, the last word heavy with a warning laced with restrained desire.

Lizetta chickened out, her raised foot reluctantly retreating.

But Remington just sat there catching his breath, not making another move.

Lizetta’s heartbeat slowly settled down too, as she lay there, unknowingly fixated on the man’s back.

He had that kind of bod that flexed with clothes on, and even more so with them off – a real piece of eye candy, muscles in all the right places.

a tight waist, and even the vertebrae

—

back and right side didn’t make him any less enticing in fact,

like this before; he never gave her the

of those scars before,

told her to

her attention was back on those scars. They’d faded but still looked fierce, making you

abroad, he was unmarked, Even overseas, as the Dashiell family heir, he had a ton of

–

lived the

and Remington

they’d grown up, they’d gathered too many

let her into

and I’ll take it as an invitation,” he suddenly turned, his eyes

gaze.

she scrambled up, making her escape from the

stripped down to nothing, giving

supposed to apply the ointment? Go get the burn

“Oh.”

She was there

the cream but didn’t come any closer, tossing it on the bed before announcing, “It’s on your

its life, she didn’t dare get close to the dangerous big bad wolf

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