Shrouded Affections Winning Back My CEO Wife

Chapter 166

Chapter 166:

Eileen’s pained expression brought back some of Bryan’s reason. He inhaled deeply several times, then slowed down. His cold, slender lips trailed down from her eyebrow. He eased his grip on her wrist, his fingers softly caressing the faint red mark left behind. Bryan knew Eileen’s body too well. Soon, her pained expression faded as the atmosphere in the room became affectionate.

Eileen felt frustrated by her own surrender. It seemed she couldn’t resist him whenever he insisted. Caught up in the heat of the moment, she submitted to the passion he stirred within her. Clenching her teeth, Eileen tried to maintain her clarity until midnight. Once it was over, she intended to rise and leave. But as soon as she attempted to step out of bed, her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the floor.

Bryan’s laughter echoed behind her, turning her cheeks a deep shade of red. She turned around to glare at him. “Why are you laughing?”

“I’m laughing because you’re trying to play a tough game that’s way out of your league,” Bryan retorted. Having nearly satisfied all his desires, Bryan found the idea of her walking out right then almost offensive.

“You…” Eileen pressed her lips together and lowered her head, her hair falling forward to cover the marks on her skin. Seated on the floor, her eyes met Bryan’s. Bryan lay on the bed, resting his head on his muscular arm. His robust silhouette under the blanket resembled a perfect sculpture, yet his expression was so irritating that Eileen felt an urge to hit him.

“You didn’t trust me, did you?” Eileen’s voice carried a hint of grievance. Her words seemed to darken Bryan’s expression. Shifting to the edge of the bed, he reached out, pinched her chin, and lifted her face to meet his gaze. “Even if you tried, you wouldn’t have the strength,” he said, his voice laced with sudden irritation.

In bed, he had felt an undeniable claim over her, which had finally dissolved his anger. It was as if he was addicted and she was his only cure. A flush of red spread across Eileen’s face to her neck as she forced a snort, thinking he was overly arrogant. Her voice was raspy; despite her efforts to suppress the moans earlier, they had had sex for too long, leaving her throat dry.

them both under a blanket. “What the hell do you want?” Unable to resist, Eileen pressed her body against his, her voice weak. “The White family will invest in your business, and your project is going well. In the

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from her. Finally, his hand stilled on her waist. His eyes

breath brushed across his chest. “The White family didn’t agree to invest in my

from his chest. “Why not? Hasn’t the issue with Arthur been sorted

serious. Gilbert was concerned I might think he would deceive me, so he

brushed her fingers through

well. After all, they were her expertise,

tinged with amusement as smoke danced

was enveloped in silence. There was only the intermittent glow of the cigarette in

still joke around?” Eileen turned her gaze away. She was not sure if her feelings

revealing her collarbones. The blanket hugged her

cigarette in the ashtray, his voice low. “Don’t worry. You can

and gently led her to straddle him.