The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 26

Chapter 26 Brush Past His Lips

Corrine's heart leaped into her throat, her face blanching as fear gripped her. She squeezed her eyes shut and instinctively clung to the potted plant in her arms, as though it were her lifeline.

In a heartbeat, a firm, unyielding arm encircled her waist, pulling her into a secure, almost possessive embrace.

Everything unraveled so quickly that Corrine barely had time to process what was happening

But the dreaded pain never came.

Hesitantly, she opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Nate, his face so close that she could feel the warmth radiating from him.

His sharply sculpted jawline looked impossibly smooth, his Adam's apple subtly enticing as it moved. Beneath it, the crisp, buttoned collar of his shirt exuded an effortless sophistication, a quiet magnetism she couldn't

ignore.

m for escap

escape.

The closeness between them was almost suffocating, their bodies pressed together with no room Nate's cool, intoxicating scent surrounded her, leaving her feeling utterly cornered.

warning, and Corrine caught a glimpse of herself

if caught in a vice, and began to race wildly.

betraying her composure.

you always throw caution to the wind like this?" Nate's deep, velvety voice

her temple, an electric current jolting her senses and making her body

grip slightly that Corrine seized the opportunity to step out of his arms. She straightened, her

her cheeks.

lips and opted for silence, crouching to retrieve the plant from the shattered

from its roots, and a faint, unguarded smile softened her face. "Thankfully, the roots

and unusually tender, a quiet warmth flickering in his eyes

allowed anyone

his expression darkened when his eyes fell on

knitting together

in surprise and followed his gaze to find a thin, barely noticeable scratch on

even realized

cut on her sleeve as though that would erase

however, remained silent. His jaw tightened slightly before he swiftly swept her

his neck. Her forehead brushed against his lips in the movement, the brief contact freezing him