The Wrong Woman

Chapter 132

Suzanne was dumbfounded, a mixture of shock and disbelief etched on her expression as Nathan pressed down on her.

He balanced himself with one elbow, and his weight bore down on Suzanne. His handsome face hovered mere inches away from her, and their breaths were intermingling in the air.

Tension surged through Suzanne. Her breath quickened, and her voice trembled as she asked, “What are you doing?”

Nathan’s gaze held her captive. His breath was warm against her skin, his chest sturdy, and his features irresistibly close.

Lost in the moment, Suzanne felt overwhelmed by Nathan’s

proximity. Morals and emotions took a back seat as she succumbed to the allure of the man she admired.

Her mind was clouded with shyness, nervousness, and pern

anticipation.

Nathan’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he leaned in, his voice hus dry as he fixed his gaze on her lips. With eager anticipation, he s closed the gap between them, longing for a kiss.

Suzanne’s nerves tingled as his lips drew closer. She gripped the bedsheets tightly, surrendering to the sweet anticipation with her eyes closing instinctively.

the turmoil in her heart, she couldn’t resist

else in his heart. Even though their marriage was fleeting, she foolishly fell for him,

was willing to kiss her and share his bed with

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felt blessed.

hair to anchor

anxiously, her lips

against her skin, and in the next

her heart pounding with excitement, only

you asleep?” a

was about to deepen the kiss, they were interrupted. Frustration surged within him, his anger simmering

being cut short before it

knocking grew more insistent.

her composure, turning her head awa avoid

reluctantly rose and reached for his phone to send a voic message to Sally. “I’m sleeping.

Suzanne, who cautiously slipped under the covers before

once more after receiving the message. “Nate, perhaps you should go to the guest room. I can take care of

further interruptions, Nathan typed a single word in the chat