The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 416:

Their eyes locked, the intensity between them tangible.

Corrine felt as though she were falling into the depths of his dark gaze, unable to look away from the magnetism drawing her in.

Her chest tightened, as though a vice had clenched around her heart, and her breath caught in her throat.

Without warning, Nate leaned down, his presence completely enveloping her. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself for the moment.

The cool scent of his cologne washed over her, and before she could react, his lips crashed onto hers with a force that left her breathless. His kiss was a storm—wild, unrelenting, impossible to escape.

“Don’t… don’t bite…” Corrine whispered through the heat of the kiss, her eyes flashing with an intensity that matched his own.

Nate, his hand still gripping her wrists, deepened the kiss, his hunger for her growing stronger with every passing second.

desperate, a feverish longing that seemed

air growing thin as the weight of his kiss stole her breath

though she might faint from the intensity, her mind spinning

betraying her, softened under his touch, and she subconsciously kissed him back with the same

with satisfaction. His fingers, long and sure, traced the delicate contours of her face, savoring every

going anywhere,” Nate whispered, his voice dripping with smooth charm as

breath, warm and inviting, teased the wisps of hair by her temple,

gaze flickered to the lipstick mark on his lips, her cheeks flaring

surreal. Just moments ago, she had been the one asking

of stories:

with embarrassment, Corrine buried her face in

of his heart echoed in her ears, matching

his, the two of them

lower, soothing her as

care of you, my