Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 3

Lila lay on the couch. She was upset and gradually fell asleep. Amid her sleep, it felt like somebody was touching her face, jolting her awake. Before she noticed the figure sitting before her, a faint scent of alcohol hit her nostrils.

The living room was dim, illuminated only by the faint glow of the streetlights filtering in from outside.

Kieran looked at her, his gaze deep and contemplative. He wasn't donning a suit jacket at the moment, and his necktie was loosened. His proper white shirt somewhat accentuated his muscular build.

Lifting his hand, he tugged at his necktie with his slender fingers to loosen it again, his movement charming and seductive.

"Uncle Kieran?" Lila could tell he was drunk. "How did you get so drunk?"

She rose and intended to help him back into his room, yet his warm hand cupped her face. Lila was stunned. She froze, afraid to move, but regretted her action the next second.

Kieran lowered his body, wrapped his arms around her waist, and carried her. With no choice but to split her legs, she sat on his lap and was trapped within his embrace, face-to-face.

Holy crap! Following that, he nestled his chin against the crook of her neck, his warm breath tickling her skin like feathers. It felt tingling.

At that moment, they resembled an intimate couple, slowly absorbing each other's warmth.

Lila was baffled to the core. She couldn't describe her feelings, but she knew her heart would jump out of her chest. With a delayed reaction, she pushed him away.

Kieran, seemingly dissatisfied by her movement, held her waist and pulled her into his embrace again. She could feel the heat from his body, even through his shirt.

"Don't move." His deep, hoarse voice sounded like he was suppressing something.

His voice had a hint of allure, and in that strange state, Lila fell silent. The next second, her eyes widened as his face loomed over her, causing her heart to skip a beat. Following that was a domineering yet restrained kiss.

The tip of his tongue, warm and wet, lightly traced her lips. Her body froze, and she had lost her ability to think straight. The heat from his palm traveled underneath her shirt, making direct contact with her skin.

she struggled, the more tightly he embraced her, as if he wanted to merge their bodies. Amid the panic, she tilted her head

and stood up. He pressed the spot she had been bitten with

Kieran, I know you've mistaken me for someone else. Are you

her, still looking

was obvious he was unaware of the outrageous move he had committed earlier, and neither had he heard what Lila said. Her mind

tried her best to calm down. "You're drunk. Why don't you wash

that looked like she was almost fleeing with a chilling gaze that resembled the stubborn

he loathed that feeling of helplessness. However, that changed at a wine party

He took over the family business at 17 and, in just three years, elevated the family business to new heights. Known for his decisiveness and ruthless methods,

aloof man was constantly distracted because of

washed up and lay on her bed. Her thoughts, originally occupied by Dorian's controlling and revolting behavior,

Kieran, Lila-wake up from

night of tossing and turning, Lila woke up with an extremely poor complexion the next day, like a vampire had drawn all her blood. She initially planned

she pursed her lips lightly. "I should've just slept in," she

been "caught in the act", she flusteredly called

weary demeanor made Kieran tighten his brows. He couldn't comprehend what Lila saw in Dorian-that piece of trash—but knew

"Join

The grievances of getting betrayed engulfed her like the waves of the ocean. She

items before her. Up close, she could distinctly smell his woody scent. Her mind instantly brought her back to the moment he passionately kissed and

be sad, she became embarrassed, her

screamed in her head.

like an electric touch, prompting her to shove his hand away. That was exactly how Kieran touched her face last night! Except his gaze was

noticed him. Instead, she hesitantly asked,

ever-so-slightly, and he withdrew his hand like it was nothing before sitting beside her. After a mouthful of oatmeal, he softly asked, "Is my dad's push for marriage reaching you,

shook her head. "No, but Grandpa and