The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 137

Chapter 137 Out Of Control

Corrine's eyes widened in shock as Nate's firm, commanding embrace pulled her in, his overwhelming passion engulfing her.

He kissed her deeply, his lips pressing against hers with an insistent hunger, exploring every inch of her with feverish desire.

His kiss came like a sudden storm, unexpected and relentless, sweeping her into a daze, leaving her mind spinning in confusion.

Her eyelashes fluttered with panic, her hands struggling against the intensity of the moment, as if trying to regain some sense of control.

It felt as though everything was spiraling beyond her reach.

She lost all sense of time until Nate's deep, husky voice rumbled in her ear. "Are you trying to drive me mad?"

His face remained buried in the curve of her neck, his warm breath fanning her skin, sending waves of shivers down her spine.

Corrine awkwardly pulled away, her chest rising and falling as she steadied her breath, asking with unexpected seriousness, "Don't you still have work to finish?"

"So what?" Nate replied nonchalantly, rolling onto his back.

Corrine frowned, trying to sit up. "Hurry up and get to work, so you can rest early tonight."

back into his arms with a slow, purposeful motion. "It took a lot for

chuckled softly, her lips curving with a teasing glint in her eye. "This is your place. Who would stop you

head, his voice low and

for Nate's occasional sweet words, but each time they fell from his

wore a shield, yet it couldn't protect

sting wasn't from a cold, unfeeling wound-it was from Nate, a man who appeared detached and indifferent on the

a saint, and she wasn't immune to beauty or sweet words. Everything she adored

resist him, with all his warmth

of clarity in

Nate, her eyes softening with a hint of affection,

"Nate, you're

his voice low and intimate, he whispered in her ear, "You're

light poke in the chest. “I have an early meeting tomorrow. I really should

"Then go to sleep."

as a teasing comment ended with Corrine softly whispering, "Goodnight". She then

of her fragrance-subtle, not overpowering -but it lingered, teasing Nate's senses, pulling at him in ways he

Nate shook

never anticipated losing

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