The Queen They Buried

Chapter 258

Aubree did not get much time to debate it. The moment Bowen’s lips touched hers, all thoughts evaporated. Bowen had finally cornered his prize, and he was not holding back.

He drank in every trace of her kiss, and even when the softness beneath his lips had gone slack, he refused to let her go.

Bowen used both hands to pin Aubree firmly against his chest. Adjusting their position, he flipped her beneath him, gripping her chin with one hand and forcing her lips to part, yielding to his invasion.

Bowen clung to her lips, insistent and hungry, as if trying to savor every last trace of her. Every movement was firm, unhurried, and impossibly focused.

By the time Bowen finally let go of Aubree’s lips, Aubree had gone totally limp.

Aubree gasped for air, her lips kiss–swollen and glistening. As Bowen watched her, his gaze darkened with something dangerous and possessive, a primal instinct flickering to life and quickly slipping beyond his control.

Aubree was pinned beneath Bowen, her face flickering with color–pale one moment, flushed the next. Her lips trembled as she spat out, “You shameless pervert!”

Bowen doubled down on his shameless act without a trace of embarrassment. “The woman I love is right here in my arms–if I didn’t react, now that would be the real problem,” he said.

Bowen spoke as if it was perfectly reasonable, making her feel like she was overreacting.

pressed her lips together, her face darkening in realization. ‘He kissed me again–and this time, he’s completely sober!‘

eyes bore into Bowen. “So, you

more irritated. ‘What’s there to

her eyes and

words stopped her

like that? With zero warning? How am I supposed to dodge

no intention of restraining himself, I thought he’d still start with some small talk. How come he didn’t even give me time to come up with an excuse

that he had kissed Aubree, it

into her eyes, he said, “I love you. Don’t be so quick to say no. I

‘But seriously–if some rich, capable man kept solving all my problems, throwing cash like confetti, even if his name was something plain and ridiculous, I’d probably develop feelings

gaze wavered, and she murmured, “M–maybe a

exactly what was on Aubree’s

intend to treat you like a junior at first,” he

into his wife. Classic

be helped. Bree, you won’t blame me for finding you too

her chin up with a sassy smirk. “It’s only natural to

just a perfectly normal guy.” Bowen chuckled, his hand ruffling