The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon by Cheryl Rice

Chapter 92 Sitting on Delbert’s Lap

“What’s wrong, Delbert?”

Before Harriet could grasp what was happening, a gentle tug from Delbert caused her to settle onto his lap instantly!

He withdrew his heated hand, now using it to caress her delicate face tenderly. Treating it as if it were a cherished gem, he was unwilling to let go. Simultaneously, his other hand quietly encircled her slender waist.

Harriet’s heart was pounding. Now, Delbert’s handsome face was just inches away, and his breath was scorching her neck.

Trapped in his arms, she could clearly feel his burning heat through the fabric of his suit pants, and the pleasant scent of cold wood rosin drifted into her nostrils.

Her face blushed unconsciously, resembling the colors of the evening

sky.

Even during their sexual intercourse in the Munoz family’s villa t night, she had not been as nervous.

“Delbert, stop it. I’ll have to give you a massage.”

Embarrassed, Harriet tried to get up, but Delbert abruptly pressed her

her

the massage after a rest, okay?” he whispered

breath entered her ear, making her

going down to rest!”

wanted to remove his large hand from

position on his lap for too long because it would probably

the desire flipping

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here,” Delbert said

gaze, like a ball of fire, fixed on the

“Okay.”

her head or speak, sitting stiffly. She felt as though her face were melting by the heat

was quiet, staring intensely at her face.

and innocent expression on her beautiful face seemed so genuine, as if it were innate, and he couldn’t even see through it.

Just as Harriet was

Delbert, Miss Harriet, it’s time to eat…”

posture on her Delbert’s lap, she realized she shouldn’t

apologizing awkwardly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I

would have expected Delbert and Harriet to openly engage in intimacy in the room?!