The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 550:

Nate’s arm was securely wrapped around Corrine’s waist, his grip firm yet possessive. The cool, woody scent of his cologne enveloped her, teasing her senses as she inhaled deeply. Her heartbeat quickened, a traitorous response to their closeness.

Every contour of Nate’s toned muscles pressed against her, his body sinking into her skin. The awareness of his proximity made her involuntarily tense.

A low chuckle escaped Nate, his voice laced with amusement.

“You were bold enough to tease me last night. What happened? Lost your nerve now?”

Anyone with a shred of common sense knew there were limits, especially at certain times. She was still on her period.

At the thought of it, Corrine tilted her chin slightly, a natural allure in the arch of her delicate brows. Her soft lips brushed against his chin as she murmured, voice tinged with mischief, “I am just worried you will not be able to sleep tonight… burning with desire.”

Her slender fingers trailed down his chest, deftly undoing the buttons of his shirt, slipping beneath the fabric. His skin was searing.

“You are so warm…”

her

using your situation to tease me, aren’t you?” His voice, husky and unsteady,

her breath warm against his skin, every syllable laced with temptation.

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need to be reminded of your

in her hair, tugging her closer before claiming her lips in

his embrace, leaving no space between them. His touch was dominant, unwavering, as if he

raw intensity in his gaze and felt her stomach twist. A flicker of regret passed through her eyes. She regretted having shot

Nate’s fingers brushed along

didn’t know how long they stayed that way before he finally buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply. When

because you think you’re safe. Next time,

her against him, his arm draped over her waist. His palm settled on her abdomen, the warmth seeping through the fabric of her nightgown as he massaged the spot