The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 539 Sweet Revenge

Chapter 539 Sweet Revenge

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But when Lily met James’s dark, smoldering gaze, she couldn’t help thinking his reaction was a little over the top.

Her face burned under the weight of his stare. Flustered, she tried to divert his attention.

“James, how did you manage to find Winston and Jennie so quickly, and convince them to testify against Elsa?”

“I had people keeping tabs on Elsa,” he answered curtly. “As for Winston and Jennie–everyone has weaknesses. You just need to know where to press.”

Lily nodded knowingly, then pressed on, still trying to keep him from staring holes through her. “So Marilyn really was involved in this? She and Elsa…”

But James had already used every ounce of self–control just to answer her first question.

Now, with desire surging and reason collapsing, he couldn’t even hear her words anymore.

All he could see was her–every line of her body luring him closer, pulling him under.

“James? Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on me? You–mmph—”

Before she could finish, he had swept her into his arms, one hand clamped around her slender waist, the other sliding across her back, melting her resistance until she was soft as water.

She had wanted to ask more questions, to get him to be serious.

But the moment she opened her lips, his mouth was already on hers, burning her like fire.

“Lily, we agreed in the car. That kiss didn’t count. You owe me another when we got

back.”

down, fierce and

like drowning in a vast ocean, her lungs filling with heat,

She wanted to cry.

She was exhausted, all she

didn’t kiss him, he wouldn’t let her

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did like his kisses, liked the way he tangled her up in him. So she yielded, kissing

thought her response would satisfy him, calm him,

deepened it, his hand supporting her waist, worshiping every inch of

James always woke early.

eyes opened—and he realized something

Lily, curled against him like a kitten. She held him tightly,

nightdress had ridden up in her restless sleep, baring smooth, pale legs pressed close

white skin made

turned his face sharply aside,

to be a father soon–twins, no less. His heart thrilled at the

her pregnancy was also a torment. He could look,

presence pressed too heavily

blinked groggily, noticing his face turned away, feigning

she felt it–his

cheeks flamed red, hot as

He actually…

him felt scorched, and she

breathless,

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