The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 415:

He was above her, his weight pressing her into the mattress, leaving no space between them.

Corrine’s gaze snapped upward, only to be captured by the dark intensity in his eyes.

For a moment, it felt like her heartbeat and breath had slipped from her control. Her fingers trembled slightly before curling into the fabric of his shirt, as if grasping for something solid.

Nate reached up, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face with a touch far softer than she expected. His fingers traced a slow path along her cheek before stopping just at the corner of her lips.

“So,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing.

“Should we do something about this?”

The question sent a wave of heat up Corrine’s spine, leaving her too flustered to form a response.

hesitation in her eyes, his own

messing with you.” Without warning, he shifted onto his side, pulling her effortlessly into his

him, her ear resting over his heartbeat. The steady rhythm

She had only mentioned Nate’s past in passing, but Corrine knew

settled in

to forget her reservations—to reach out, to hold him, to take away

you still awake?” she

response came almost

her like warmth in the dark, a sound that had a way of

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to steady the fluttering in her chest. She cleared her throat before softly asking, “Do you… still mean what you said earlier?”

pause, Nate shifted closer, his

you inviting

mind went blank. Was she

escaping as she fought against the hold Nate had