Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 23 Caden Kissed Her

"No!" Grace responded in a hurry, "I didn't hide from you, Mr. Shaw!"

Lies!

She was hiding from him!

But...

"What's the matter with your voice?" How hoarse was her voice!

"I have a sore throat." Grace lowered her eyes and refused to say more.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Grace's eyelids twitched, but she didn't refute.

Caden who was standing beside her bed raised his eyebrows slowly and felt even unhappier.

Suddenly, he leaned forward. Grace saw in a horrified trance as he propped an arm on the mattress beside her, and suddenly narrowed the distance between them.

His other hand reached out to Grace; and when she subconsciously shrunk backwards, Caden said in a calm voice, "Don't move."

Seeing that Grace sat motionless obediently, Caden pushed her bangs aside and ran his fingers on the scar on her forehead. Grace was already not well; it was really hard for her to ignore Caden's cold finger touching her.

Caden stroked the scar softly with his fingers, pursed his lips, and asked unhappily, "How did you get this scar?"

Grace looked up at Caden in front of her... Hypocritical bastard!

How did she get it? As if he didn't know about it!

She replied stiffly, "Got hurt." Thanks to you! She added in her heart.

The finger stroked the scar and slowly began to travel downwards towards her lips.

Her skin beneath his fingertips was dry and peeling, and was pale in color.

Grace did not dare to move at all. She stayed in her place with her neck stiff, as his palm held most of her face.

His thumb moved across her lips, caressing softly. The strange thing was, even though her lips were not soft and plump nor pink and alluring like blooming petals, her dry and pale lips somehow aroused his desire.

The next second, he

hot lips covered hers. Grace had no

in the

my kiss good or was that bastard Franklin's kiss

face had become red because of the kiss. Before she could recover from the kiss, she heard Caden ask her

"Huh?"

'Huh'? Caden frowned, "I'm asking you something. Is my kiss

the fuck is

"1

that Grace still didn't answer,

long did it take to think

kiss that good? Did it leave

she was pushed down on the bed hard and pressed by Caden. The next second, Caden lowered his head and kissed her on her face. Grace let out a "Oh" as

in his heart, even though the woman under him was the culprit who killed Wallis three years ago at the moment, and even though he hated

never allow this woman to

if Grace lived her whole life under his torment, he would never allow

he had such a crazy overpowering desire

this woman, but he never thought about why he cared so much about Grace's every

regret what he did to her today

"Ahem, ahem!"

Grace

and powerful. He folded his arm around her pressing her under him. He put a big hand on Grace's cheek, trying to confine her in this

in embarrassment. The sound of kissing echoed

his eyes without interrupting the kiss. His dark eyes locked on

he let her go, and elegantly glanced at the door of

you doing?" He asked

Fucking bastard!

about to lose his mind in

the restaurant to pick up food and now he had the audacity to ask him what he was

you be

placed the huge thermos on the cabinet beside the bed, "Don't do this kind of thing in the future. It's immoral to do this in broad day

However, Grace was red

wishing to find a crack in the

things had happened.

Caden kiss

was flustered