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 reflected in his dark

in a vice, and began to race

betraying her composure.

Nate's deep, velvety voice murmured near her ear, the

near her temple, an electric current jolting her

to step out of his arms. She straightened, her voice soft but tinged with defiance. "It wasn't recklessness. The cobblestones

curled into a teasing smile as he noticed the lingering flush on her cheeks. His voice carried playful

pursed her lips and opted for silence, crouching to

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

steady and unusually tender, a

anyone to

darkened when his eyes fell on Corrine's hands. Without warning, he grabbed

knitting together

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

hadn't even

on her sleeve as

His jaw tightened slightly before he swiftly swept her into his arms,

around his neck. Her forehead brushed against his lips in the movement, the brief contact freezing him in place for a fraction of a

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