The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 118

Chapter 118 Looking For

Solace

Corrine's eyes widened in shock as she instinctively struggled, her voice trembling. “What are you doing?"

Nate's intense gaze locked onto hers before drifting downward, settling on her lips with unspoken intent.

"Seeking solace," he murmured, his voice low and unyielding. Without hesitation, he captured her lips in a fierce kiss.

The kiss was nothing like his usual composed demeanor; it was fervent and demanding, a relentless tide that left her breathless. Beneath the intensity, there was a palpable frustration, raw and unrestrained.

Corrine fought to steady her breath, her chest heaving as the oxygen drained from her lungs. Only when she was on the verge of collapse did he finally release her, though his presence still overwhelmed her.

Her trembling fingers gripped the front of his shirt, her lips parted as she drew in ragged breaths. Her cheeks glowed a deep crimson, the flush accentuating her beauty. Her tear-filled eyes shimmered, her vulnerability tinged with an undeniable allure.

Nate's dark eyes burned with an even greater intensity as he stared at her. "Looks like that meeting will have to wait."

Before she could muster a response, he leaned in once more, his lips crashing against hers with renewed hunger.

This kiss was bolder, more relentless, as though he intended to claim every inch of her being

pulling her closer as

bodies into one.

the air grew heavy with the electrifying tension, each moment thickening

the charged silence, yanking them back to

against his chest, her voice firm yet

forehead against hers, his fingers brushing her flushed earlobe with a tenderness that sent a shiver down her

unraveled her composure further, and she scrambled to open the car

watched her retreat, his eyes lingering on her figure as a faint smile tugged at his lips. His fingertips traced over his mouth, savoring the remnants

and dialed a number, his tone decisive. "Add one more person to

returned to the office, Natasha's sharp eyes immediately noticed

of the man

and handed Corrine a stack of neatly prepared

a slight nod of acknowledgment but noticed Natasha hovering, clearly reluctant to leave. She glanced up, her

unspoken conflict flickering in her

to take a

lightly brushing over the edge of the

shook her head, her smile faint and tinged with melancholy. "Tomorrow's my mother's birthday. I'd

that, a look of understanding softened Corrine's features. "I'll have someone

there tomorrow."

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