The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 135

Chapter 135 Quite

Sensitive

Corrine's body was taut, her grip on the bedsheet tightening involuntarily, the fabric bunching in her clenched fists.

"Nate, I'm begging you."

Her voice, soft and fragile, trembled with a hint of desperation.

As the words escaped her lips, Nate's deep yet gentle voice echoed from above her, sending a shiver down her spine. "What did you say?"

Startled, Corrine snapped her eyes open to see Nate leaning over her, his hand reaching across to grab the hairdryer from the nightstand. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, a

wave of embarrassment flooding her.

So, he wasn't...

Corrine bit her lip, her gaze falling to the bed. "It's nothing."

"Really?" Nate's eyes glinted with mischief, a knowing smile curling at his lips. "But I clearly heard you say you were begging me. What is it you're begging me for?"

voice was rich, magnetic, laced with an irresistible allure

to her ears, her pulse racing with the

at his lips, she realized he

with her.

rapid beat of her heart and replied, her voice steady despite the flutter in

the faint blush still lingering on her cheeks. His smile widened, his eyes

the hairdryer, and then beckoned her with a

do it myself," Corrine protested,

she could grasp it, Nate swiftly dodged backward, raising the hairdryer above his head like a

was sharp, sending a jolt of sensation through her,

have any idea how

him an exasperated glare, turning her back

her

pulling her back into his embrace

undeniable strength. "Not as infuriating

was sharp with

him. "Explain yourself!"

down, his lips brushing her cheek with a tenderness that caught her off guard. "You agreed to be with me, yet you keep a distance from me. You make me always think about you. Isn't

momentarily blank, the sweetness of

it were floating, overwhelmed by the sincerity and warmth