The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Obedient To His Girlfriend

To Corrine's surprise, Nate suddenly slid his arm around her delicate waist, pulling her effortlessly into his warm embrace.

The cool, earthy scent of him wrapped around her, as though the very air was infused with his presence.

Startled, Corrine instinctively clung to him, their bodies pressed together with undeniable closeness. Even through the light fabric of their clothes, she could feel the searing heat radiating off him.

Every breath he took felt different, laden with an unusual warmth that seemed to seep into her skin.

His warm breath fanned across her face, brushing against the strands of hair at her temples. The gentle caress made her fingertips curl and a faint blush crept up her ears, betraying her flustered state.

Feeling a rush of unease, she pushed gently against his chest. "I'll go get you some medicine."

"Don't move." Nate's husky voice washed over her, a simple command that held both a coaxing sweetness and an undeniable authority.

Corrine stopped struggling, allowing herself to be held like a compliant doll, her body slowly yielding to the pull of his embrace.

slightly. He rested his

he spoke, he nuzzled into the crook of her neck, the action tender and possessive, like a puppy seeking

tickled her, and she couldn't suppress the instinct to shrink

fell out of

out, hooking her arms around his neck, barely managing to keep her

voice taking on a playful, seductive edge. “Darling, are you trying to tempt me by throwing yourself at me first thing in the

now had a teasing rasp, a soft tug at her heart,

improper." Corrine glared at him, her face flushed with both anger and embarrassment, attempting to pull away and make

Nate's Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke, his jawline tight, betraying a flicker of restraint that only heightened the tension

flushing a deep crimson. She froze,

heavy pause, she finally asked, her voice

as he met her eyes, his fingers brushing the stray hair behind her ear, his touch both intimate and careful. "Don't worry, I won't force

their strong, defined joints, slid behind her ear, their caress lingering longer than intended,

Corrine swatted his hand away, pulling herself free from his embrace. She swiftly

colorful pills before him, his brow furrowing as he dismissed them with a slight shake of his head. "It's just a

now, or what if the fever fries your brain?" Concern flickered across Corrine's face, her voice edged with a