Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 276

How could Lizetta not be nervous?

She’d always been ticklish around her waist, and he must know it–that was why he kept skimming around

that area.

Every s

spot he touched with his big hands turned to mush, as if it was about to melt right into his palm.

And it sent waves of tingling pleasure through her, stirring her up. Meanwhile, Lizetta was worried sick the bun in her oven might get discovered, even though her belly was still flat as a pancake.

Remington probably couldn’t feel a thing.

“Why so quiet? Don’t like me touching you like this anymore? I remember you used to be all over it.”

Remington leaned in close to Lizetta’s ear, his breath hot and his kisses barely there, peppering her neck and behind her ear.

Lizetta’s cheeks were burning, a mix of embarrassment and irritation.

She started to squirm, “Back off! Did you drag me back here just for this?”

Remington pinned her down hard, lifting his head from her neck, his eyes half–closed and sharp as knives.

say to me?

was a dangerous vibe brewing all around him, like a storm about

keeping her pregnancy secret from him and planning to jet off with another guy boiled his blood,

was giving her one more chance to come clean about the pregnancy, to tell him herself!

Lizetta was

his icy, threatening demeanor, and

left to say to you! You, Remington, are the big shot of Zion City.

she could finish her rant, she was silenced by his lips crashing down

kiss was fierce and punishing, full of rage and possession, not an ounce of tenderness, sweeping away all

hand moved from her waist to a softer, more

under her top.

was even more dangerously

she bit him, and a faint taste of blood spread

tried to hit him, but he caught her hand, interlocking their fingers,

filled with a mix of intense, breathy sounds and the roar of

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happening on the way to the airport, in the car.

all over her, Lizetta would doubt if this man, seemingly driven

of marriage, he’d always been restrained and cool, she never knew he

over this.

were a mess, her oversized sweater pushed up to her chest, her jeans tugged off, leaving Lizetta with bare, slender legs shaking