The Divorce Prescription

The Divorce Prescription Chapter 206

Chapter 206

Adam looked up and saw a slender figure. Celine had come. His thin lips pressed into a line. “What are you doing here? Who let you in?”

Celine stepped into the living room, walking toward him.

“Leo!” Adam called out. “Leo, where’s the person I asked you to arrange? Why isn’t she here yet?“.

No response. No one answered him. Celine also remained silent.

Adam tugged at the collar of his shirt, his expression darkening. “Get out!”

Celine’s long lashes fluttered slightly. “Fine, I’ll leave then.” She turned on her heels and began to walk away

However, before she could take another step, a strong land grabbed her slender arm. His voice was low and filled with restrained anger.

“Celine!

Celine turned back, blinking up at him with a playful glint in her eyes. “What?”

Adam pulled her closer. His body was burning, his skin hot like molten lava. The effects of the seductive scent had been tormenting him for hours, and sheer willpower was the only thing keeping him together. His eyes were red, and his resolve crumbled.

Adam dipped his face into her hair and began to kiss her. His large, heated hand slid beneath the hem of her shirt.

Celine shivered at his touch, her body instinctively recalling

“You’re trembling. Don’t tell me you’ve never been with a man before,” Adam said, his voice mocking

his dark, bloodshot eyes, she

her like a man starved. It was like he had stripped away

think Celine’s private lite was a mess and that she had slept with a lot of men? Was that the reason he treated her this

down on her lower lip and raised her hand to slap him. However, this time, he caught her

place. “Enough with the slapping. Try it

person who had ever

me go!” she

but immediately began

tumbling at her waist for the silver needle

needle out of her hand in an instant. “What do you think you’re doing?” The needle dropped on the carpet, and Celine was

over her delicate arms. Her profile

her, his

woman. Every man had his preferences, but

he couldn’t

he preferred women as striking as red roses. He used to believe that himself until Celine

his belt from his waist in one swift motion, the sharp sound slicing through the silence. With a single movement, he was on top of her again, his arms encircling her. He pressed his body against Celine’s and whispered

against the silver needle, and just as her lingers closed around it, she felt

back onto the couch, his

In the chaos, a vase toppled to the floor, scattering drws jasjer – and

Then,

at her, his expression one of shock and

this wasn’t her first time He had never thought this was going to be her first time. Celine litt denyta hardfan his shoulder, her teeth sinking des

landed on the long scar across his felt palun, a scar he had earned while saving her life. However, th rint

him. The hurt

I was wrong before,” Adam apologized in

wrong

before. Adam had been her first. What he said before was