Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 913

She suspected he did it on purpose!

Lizetta lifted her head, her eyes accusingly locking onto his. She thought to herself what a load of nonsense, claiming to take things slow; he was just a big

liar.

However, what she was met with was the man's incredibly innocent and sincere gaze. He even looked puzzled as he spoke.

"I noticed you left your clothes out here. I've finished using the bathroom; you can go in now. Where else would you go?"

With that, the man walked to the other side of the bed, not touching her at all.

But Lizetta didn't feel relieved; instead, she felt like she was overthinking things and making a fool of herself. She felt even more awkward.

"What are you standing there for? Go ahead. Or would you rather stay and watch me change?"

Remington had reached the bed and, seeing her frozen in place, teased her with a smile.

He even pretended to tug at the towel around his waist, which sent Lizetta scrambling to grab her clothes and dash into the bathroom.

Remington watched the bathroom door close and took a few deep breaths.

The way she reacted, all flustered and embarrassed like a schoolgirl, was absolutely adorable—and incredibly enticing.

He couldn't help but want to tease her a little, but his body didn't seem to agree with him; even being close was like playing with fire.

With a self-deprecating chuckle, Remington turned to find his clothes.

the calming

white panties, soft lace and all, looking both innocent

felt a vein throb in his

the sound of running water coming from behind it, and

shower and was about to find some balm for the bruise on

when he looked up, he saw someone sitting on

way to create some quality alone time for you with your wife, and here you are, sulking with a smoke instead

and, upon hearing Cassius, took another drag, exhaling slowly without even looking

Still drying his hair, he plopped down next

speaking with the familiarity of old

like you lack the charm, and your

took another drag, his

his sharp features.

veil of smoke escaping his lips added

Just wow.

mesmerized. How could Remington not win Lizetta

of taste do women have these days? They're blind as bats, every

in thought when Remington stubbed out his cigarette

got her clothes

instantly understanding that 'her' could

puzzled as he replied, "Of course, I had

of the rather risqué

it

who

he