The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 190

Chapter 190 What If I Say

Yes

"Did you miss me?" Nate asked.

Corrine stood up, her movements graceful as she crossed to the sofa. She picked up at cherry from the table, its deep crimson hue making her fingers look like delicate.

porcelain.

With a slight tilt of her head, she popped the cherry into her mouth, her lips parting with effortless elegance.

Nate watched every movement on the screen, his eyes growing darker, more intense. He swallowed, his throat tight as if her every gesture had a physical pull on him.

Corrine slowly, deliberately spat the cherry pit into her hand, her gaze lifting to meet his. "What if I say yes?" she teased.

Her words echoed in his mind, simple yet sweeter than any confession of love he had

ever heard.

It was as though a wave of warmth spread through him, and for a moment, he just sat there, lost in the joy of her response.

Nate's eyes remained fixed on her, an unguarded, almost possessive look on his face. He didn't even realize how silly he must have looked, grinning like a fool.

Corrine caught the silence stretching between them and couldn't suppress a soft sigh. So, Nate was that easy to please.

feeling of having the upper hand, of being the one who had made him

his voice broke the silence, low and husky. "That makes me feel

raised an

been thinking about you constantly, without a break," he continued,

off guard, her pulse quickening at his

blush that colored her cheeks. "To be fair," he added with a

scoffed, lifting her chin in mock defiance. But as she reached. for the fruit

over.

grasp, and the camera angle shifted,

on her bosom.

her slender neck and the soft sweep of her collarbones.

gaze darkened immediately, his eyes narrowing as his voice dropped to a low,

rich with an underlying current of desire that reverberated deep within her,

confusion

smooth as silk. "And yet you still tease me like this? Did you do it

the camera of her phone was trained directly on her chest. Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of

“I didn't mean to- "Yes. You did it on purpose," Nate interrupted, his tone firm, almost

lip, feeling

seemed she couldn't talk her way out of

eyes lingering on the shy blush staining her cheeks, the curve of his lips curling with satisfaction. “I'm great at

moment to settle scores."

hint of amusement.

Cha

I Say Yes