The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 580:

It deepened, his pent-up frustration evident as he bit her lip, almost as if to punish her.

Corrine winced, her eyebrows knitting together, but she retaliated with a gentle bite.

Their intense moment was interrupted by a sudden cough.

As reality snapped back to Corrine, she tried to push Nate away. But Nate, lost in the moment, didn’t budge and kept kissing her.

She bit his lip again, a mix of panic and confusion rising within her.

When the taste of blood mingled between them, Nate finally stepped back reluctantly.

His forehead rested against hers, their breaths blending in the tense silence.

Nate touched her swollen lips gently with his thumb.

deal with this when I get

those words, he stood

felt the piercing coldness of

the study, Nate

got two days to get the hell out of Lyhaton,” he commanded as he

asked after a brief silence, his

th3 0r1g1n4l 4t

decisively in either direction. It was an unspoken war—two kings circling each other, each refusing to make

existence. He would manipulate, break,

walk away unscathed, it wouldn’t just be a

finger tapping lightly against his brow. His dark eyes gleamed with an icy sharpness, his expression unreadable, yet his voice carried the signature edge of quiet

think I had Saul Hopkins leave for

Corrine would

his brow twitch involuntarily. He had seen this look on Nate before, and it never ended well for the other

buzzed. The name flashing on

a deafening explosion tore through the speaker, followed