Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 45

Kieran was still dressed in a suit. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and two shirt buttons were undone, revealing his collarbone.

He managed to stand upright, but his eyes clearly showed he was drunk.

He was such a capable man, yet he had a low alcohol tolerance. Lila found it somewhat endearing.

He steadied himself against the wall.

With his handsome features, he stood there with his eyes half-closed.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, his movements were relaxed and lazy, yet his noble demeanor remained unmistakable.

Cole explained, "Today isn't a business gathering. It was just a casual get- together with Mr. Morgan's friends, and he got a few extra drinks.

"Since Ms. Hart is here, I won't go in. Mr. Morgan hasn't had much to drink, so just give him some hot water and let him sit in the living room for a bit. He should recover soon."

He handed Kieran over to Lila, and seeing her nod in agreement, he left.

The door clicked shut behind him.

Lila helped Kieran sit on the shoe cabinet. "Uncle Kieran, let's change your shoes first."

He complied, and as Lila squatted down to look up at him, her eyes sparkled with a smile.

eyes fixed on her with a hint of desire simmering in their

"Uncle Kieran?"

deep breath. At that moment, buried memories came

her crazy. Her face turned

cupped her face

sigh of

everything

out of her

sensation on her lips made her feel as if she

pushed him away,

the waist,

to shield her from the wall. Lila had nowhere to retreat. Her mouth was blocked, and she could only let out

in return

thunder, and

gripping her waist as he supported her back

when she felt like she was about to suffocate, the man

unsatisfied as he softly licked her lips with his tongue

who was always as distant as an immortal had now come down to

felt as if this intense contrast was stirring up desire within

and she felt

her emotions, but her voice shook when she spoke.