Tangled Temptations

Chapter 368

Harvey stepped into the foyer, slowly shedding his coat before continuing inside. Eloise couldn't help but watch him. Every movement he made was a delight to the

eye.

Approaching her, Harvey rested his hand lightly on her shoulder, casually suggesting, "Don't you fancy it? Have a seat and give it a try."

Eloise was flattered beyond measure. The piano before her wasn't just an instrument; it was a treasure with a beautiful legend attached to it. She had longed to see it up close.

Her fingers hesitated before finally touching the ivory keys, and just as she was about to begin, Harvey said, "I'd love to hear Under the Moonlight."

Tears glistened in Eloise's eyes as she turned to look at him, her heart pounding fiercely. That feeling was back again. Why did Harvey seem to know her so well, almost as if he had her figured out completely? She even wondered if he had investigated her.

Harvey watched her intently, his gaze softening at her delicate and temperamental manner, reminiscent of Linda, which he found irresistible.

Finally, Eloise began to play. The music flowed effortlessly, a testament to her unmarred talent and spirit.

Before drifting into this dreamlike state, Harvey had been given a nudge by Master Lee, carrying all his memories with him. He was Harvey with a full recollection of his past.

As Eloise played, he felt a profound surge of emotion, his eyes warming with the intensity of his feelings. If only he had handled things better with Joan, then perhaps Eloise wouldn't have any regrets, wouldn't have lost her dreams, and perhaps she'd already be a world-renowned pianist.

But life was devoid of 'what ifs'. Now, all he wanted was to bring her back with him safely.

After finishing the piece, Eloise slowly lifted her hands, feeling an aching familiarity with the touch of the keys.

That's when Harvey stepped behind her, his warm palms gently pressing upon her slender shoulders, drawing her closer. He was the epitome of tenderness.

Unbeknownst to herself, Eloise's heart had been firmly seized by Harvey, despite her recent infatuation with Max that had left her appetite wanting. Now, her affections were undoubtedly redirected.

Overcome with emotion, Harvey whispered into her ear, "I've missed you so much. Do you know that?"

Eloise stiffened, unaccustomed to such closeness with a man. Her voice trembled as she replied, "I didn't know."

Harvey said nothing more, simply burying his face in her chestnut hair, basking in its softness. It had been far too long since he had held her.

was quite shocked with the display. What was

"Why would he buy this?" she muttered to herself, eyeing it hungrily and resolving to wait until

streamed through the apartment's floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm glow upon them. It

experience

with masculine charm, "I've held you for so long. Eloise, can you honestly say you feel

knees. She didn't push away because she didn't want to. This enigmatic man struck a

Harvey's hand caressed her waist, he pulled her fully into

being in his apartment, in his embrace, she couldn't deny it. Her hesitation gave

and kissed her tenderly.. With that kiss, Eloise's mind went blank. Her senses were overwhelmed by his scent as his presence enveloped

Harvey's voice urged. His hand

his hand, then lifted her onto the

her. Blind to his gaze, Eloise

kiss, she forgot the world around

her neck. His breath felt hot against her skin, reminding Eloise of a primal beast. Though she was innocent, she could feel his desire for her. Her delicate skin blushed a deep red,

gently touched her cheek, his voice soft. "Don't be afraid. I won't touch

fearful of falling, clung to

looked down at her, his desire apparent. With Eloise looking so vibrant in his arms, it

start dinner. Orlena must be

here she was, nestled

resist giving her a peck, teasing,

her voice soft.

20, had she really given herself away so quickly, for a piano, for his

The thought

feels like a dream,"

it was a dream. He was here with a 20-year-old. Eloise but knew he had to leave eventually. He hoped that upon waking, they would both fetain this memory, a romantic tale to recall in their old

weight of this bittersweet sentiment alone, gently lifting Eloise from the piano.

kitchen, her laughter trailing

breeze. The two girls, one reserved and the other lively, meshed as if they were

shared intimacy, Orlena flicked through her phone

Christmas and presented Eloise with a photo.

isn't he a catch? My brother says I might