Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 83

Chapter 83 Already Made

A Move On Her

It had been years since Hadley last sat behind the wheel, and her shoulders carried the weight of every second she spent gripping it. The car crawled down the road, its pace mirroring her hesitation, as if even the engine shared her nerves.

Eric, however, showed no sign of impatience. He simply reclined in his seat, eyelids drifting shut, the very image of someone without a single care in the world.

Despite the sluggish journey, they eventually reached Flynn Mansion, safe and sound.

Hadley pulled the car to a stop in front of the house, her knuckles still white from clutching the steering wheel. Her entire body felt wound tight, strung up like a bowstring pulled too far.

She turned toward the man beside her, hesitating before speaking in a voice just above a whisper. “Eric… we are here. Wake up.”

A low hum rumbled from his throat as his eyelids parted slightly, his gaze landing on her stiff expression.

His lips twitched, and a chuckle escaped. “You are seriously this nervous? It is just driving.”

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Hadley had been swallowing down her frustration for the entire ride, but now it surged like a wave breaking against a dam. “I told you I did not want to drive! You made me do it! So what if I was nervous? If you think I am so terrible at it, why did you not drive yourself?!”

Eric blinked, caught off guard.

Right now, she was like a small cat, back arched, fur bristling, finally baring her claws.

And then, he laughed–deep, hearty, and unrestrained. His shoulders shook, amusement lighting up his eyes.

Hadley puffed out her cheeks, her glare sharp enough to cut glass.

How could she have been so blind before? What exactly had she seen in this man?

“Are you mad?”

Eric tried to suppress his laughter, knowing that if he kept going, this little kitten might just sink her fangs into him. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not ignore the impulse clawing at his chest.

“Hadley, I want to kiss you!” he suddenly declared.

Hadley’s mind went blank.

Before she could react, he had already leaned in, his hands cradling her face as he captured her lips.

His breath was warm, laced with the lingering taste of wine. The kiss was not gentle. It was bold, consuming,

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an unrelenting tide that pulled her under.

Her eyes widened, shock flashing through her veins like lightning.

surface, and she pounded

“Mmph-!”

instant she parted her lips to protest, he seized the opportunity, deepening the

match for his

insane. Completely,

he take her for? Some possession

she had chased after him, foolishly clinging to a love that had never belonged to her. And that one

But now?

him at every turn, yet he still did whatever he

her from the inside out. If she could not

to sink her teeth into him, Eric suddenly pulled back.

of

on earth was going

caught in her throat.

No response.

wrong with

Did he just… fall asleep?

him off her, but he was too heavy.

“Miss Hadley!”

that moment. Sebastian emerged from the mansion, his expression one of mild

you finally returned. I was just about to

flooded Hadley’s voice as she gestured frantically. “Come help! I

We should get him inside. Allow

waved a hand dismissively. “It is

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hoisted Eric up, half–carrying, half–dragging

closely, hovering at Eric’s side just in case he stumbled. The last thing

her for

it inside

leave, a

Nyla’s face brightened the

“I… I was just dropping Eric off. He

eyes flickered with something

Oh?

been lying after all–he truly had started

took Hadley’s hand, squeezing it

stay and get back in the morning?

“But…” Hadley hesitated.

not tell

mulled it over

get her job back at Galant, and they needed

next morning, Hadley woke

tending to the flowers on the terrace, the soft morning light casting

her over. “Breakfast is not

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