The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 291 Hidden Urges

Wynter gaped at him. She had expected something more than what Dalton had already told her.

An earnest look registered on Dalton’s handsome face. “I used to feel like I was shackled to that fable, that it didn’t matter if I struggled to break free because I’d never get to decide who I want to marry.”

“But I can cure your-”

Wynter was cut off by Dalton, who chuckled and said, “But now, I’m grateful for that fable because it has bound me to you.”

For once, surprise crossed Wynter’s beautiful features when she heard Dalton’s words.

He pulled her into his embrace. She could hear the steady beating of his heart. “I’ve liked you for a long time, and it has nothing to do with who you are,” he assured her.

She craned her neck to look up at him, but he seemed unsettled as he pressed her face against his shoulder.

He nervously vouched for himself. “If it helps with your consideration, I don’t have any bad habits, and I’m a good breadwinner.”

Wynter hummed in response. The tip of her nose was buried into the warm fabric of his shirt. She could feel him breathing, and it was a little faster than usual.

She came here to reconfirm his identity in the first place, but her

confrontation had led to a different conversation, one with which she

had no experience.

As if he were coaxing her, Dalton muttered quietly, “I do believe that. biting your official boyfriend is more justifiable than biting a fake one.”

don’t like trouble,” Wynter said in a voice barely above a whisper. “I could consider dating you, but I

are none. I draw boundaries, and I stick to them,

himself as boyfriend material to

and raised a brow at him,

mole at the corner

fingers brushed against her l*ps.

of them

that flickered across his face. She watched him swallow and saw his gaze darken as he surveyed her face.

beaded bracelet he wore only made her focus on his wrist,

this… What are you

interrupted by Fabian, who had shown up

was now eyeing Dalton suspiciously.

straightened up at once and let his arm fall smoothly to his side. His fingers reached for Wynter’s hand, and by the time he turned around

He hadn’t been worried before, but after witnessing that tension-charged scene

sure anymore.

was a no-good punk who was leading Wynter down

Fabian did not show his granddaughter that he was displeased. He was smiling affably on the surface,

on Dalton.

played with his beaded bracelet. He chided himself for being

position like this without first making things official. As things were, he would have to tell

next step, he still couldn’t forget how soft her l*ps felt beneath his fingers.

to be let loose. He clenched his beaded bracelet and forced his urges

to Dalton. She had to admit he had quite

on her.