The Divorce Prescription

Chapter 462

Chapter 462

Adam and Celine got into the Rolls-Royce.

"Mr. Alvarez, please take me home," Celine said.

Adam's fingers tightened around the steering wheel as he pressed the gas pedal. The car roared to life, speeding toward Jupiter Heights.

"Is Perry staying over at your place tonight?" he asked.

"Yes. Jupiter Heights is the condominium Perry bought for me. He's my boyfriend now. Isn't that normal?"

"Are you two going to sleep together tonight?"

Celine froze. "And what about you, Mr. Alvarez? Will you be sleeping with Carly tonight?" she countered.

Adam remained silent.

Celine's gaze drifted to his long, defined fingers as he removed his black suit jacket. Beneath it, he wore a white shirt and a fitted vest, the cuffs of the shirt hugging his strong wrists. The steel watch on his wrist "Mr. Alvarez, we're divorced. You should stay out of my personal business from now on."

Without warning, the

sound of screeching tires filled the air. Adam turned the wheel sharply and pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Celine jumped in surprise. "Mr. Alvarez, what are you-?"

finish, Adam's tall, imposing figure leaned toward her.

her face, and in the blink of an eye, his lips crashed onto

Celine froze, her

firmly against his

dangerously close, their breaths mingling in the small space between them. The sweet, delicate scent of her lingered in every inhale he took. "Do you like Perry?"

"Of course I do!"

you like him the way

Celine stiffened.

"Celine, you're a genius-the legendary Dr. C. Even when I was in a coma, you still married me. Just how much do you really like me? What could have possibly made

nothing but curiosity, yet to

had always believed that Carly was fearless because she was so deeply loved. But in truth, wasn't Adam the same? Hadn't he also grown reckless, emboldened by the unwavering certainty of her love? She locked her eyes with him and said evenly, "I

"Are you serious?"

mouth to reply, but before she could get a

had captured her lips

but her slender frame was no match for his strength. He pressed her into the seat, leaving her

deep and unrelenting, his lips and tongue entwining with

and unsteady.

long, Adam's lips wandered down her cheek,

the silky strands of her hair before pressing against the delicate

her nightgown, fingertips gliding

flush spread across Celine's face as a mix of shame and anger surged through her. She immediately grabbed his wrist, trying to shove his hand away. "Adam, let go of me! You

teasingly grazed his teeth