The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 722

722 The Cyren Mines

Marie’s lips twitched.

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God, did this man have no shame? They had agreed from the start that this was just a deal.

What was Derrick playing at now–pretending there was no agreement at all?

The thought sent a chill through her. “Wait, Derrick–what do you mean? You’re not going back on our deal, are you?”

“And what exactly would I be reneging on, Marie?”

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His hand at her waist grew bolder, slipping under her clothes.

Marie froze, instinctively grabbing at his wrist to stop him. But his palm slid slowly over her back, pressing and teasing.

Her breathing grew heavier.

“Derrick, y–you…

did you

drink?”

“No.”

“…” Then what the hell was he doing?

His breath was hot against her ear. She was straddling his lap now, her body pressed tight to his.

His palm roamed, stoking the heat in her until her whole body burned.

see?” he murmured.

mind buzzed, something snapping inside

fit together,” Derrick said

“W–what’s fitting about us?”

that night

Knock, knock, knock!

Derrick’s face darkened instantly.

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722 The

cheeks flamed red. “S–someone’s here for

legs wobbling as if they’d

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nearly fell, catching herself at the last second before bolting for the

stood there. Both froze at the sight

room, only

you two? One runs out

narrowed dangerously. “Didn’t I already tell

“Tell me what?”

alone with her, stay the hell

Sebastian: “…”

for two hours. How much farther was he

enough? I know you’ve got

he could finish,

thud landed

in sympathy,

murder your own

roasted

Sebastian: “…”

Definitely not a subject

mouth. No social sense? Go learn

Learn it? Wasn’t that

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