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.

her heart, she couldn’t resist Nathan’s charm.

in his heart. Even though their marriage was fleeting, she foolishly fell for him, cherishing every moment of their brief

and

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felt blessed.

his fingers threaded into her hair to anchor her head in place, leaving her unable

lashes fluttered anxiously, her

against her skin, and in the next instant, his

it ignited a fire within Suzanne, her heart pounding with excitement, only

a voice called from outside.

they were interrupted. Frustration surged within him, his anger simmering beneath the surface. He sighed heavily, resting his

being cut short

knocking grew more insistent.

composure, turning her head awa avoid

a voic message to Sally. “I’m sleeping.

message, he glanced at Suzanne, who cautiously slipped

should go to the guest room. I

further interruptions, Nathan typed a single word in