The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 916:

“Then come back to the master bedroom with me.” His response was effortless, as though it were the most natural solution in the world.

Corrine stiffened.

Before she could protest, his arm curled around her waist, ready to lift her off her feet. “Wait!” she blurted, twisting in his grasp. Nate arched a brow, his smirk widening. “What is it now?”

She hesitated, and then exhaled in surrender. “I have not recovered yet, so tonight, can we…”

“Can we what?” Amusement flashed in his dark eyes.

Corrine bit her lip, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. Her voice dropped to a near whisper. “I want to sleep alone tonight.”

Nate let out a soft chuckle, his expression gentling. He pulled her closer, his hand resting at the small of her back. “Are you that afraid of me?”

The craving had only intensified. But

reminded her of last night—the bathroom, the way he had refused to let her go. Her face

up, meeting his gaze before reaching out to pinch his arm

night, she had begged for mercy, and yet, he

he had said.

Nothing more.” His hand settled at her waist as

the curve of his Adam’s apple. Her voice was soft, yet laced with an unspoken weight. “Are you

𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖈𝖊: gⲁ𝗅۞𝗇𝗈۞ν𝖊𝗅𝘀۞ⅽ𝗈𝗆

forehead as he murmured, “I

lifted her gaze, searching his

“No.”

lips, though a flicker of doubt lingered in her eyes.

Nate moved swiftly, flipping her beneath him. His dark eyes burned with