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

Chapter 170

Chapter 170 Lovesickness

Their eyes met, and for a moment, time seemed to slow. In Eric’s dark gaze, Hadley saw it–the unmistakable

pull of desire, deep and unwavering

His hand cupped her face, warm and slightly calloused, large enough to cover her delicate features entirely.

Hadley’s brows knit slightly, her full lips parting just enough, painted in a shade of red that made her look even more alluring.

A rush of heat surged through Eric, but he held himself steady, his voice low, coaxing, “Hadley… is this okay?

Hmm?”

Her long lashes fluttered as she lowered her gaze, a breath of hesitation before she finally nodded.

“Hmm.”

There was no more reason to hold back–no more space for doubt.

He had been waiting for this moment forever.

This was the difference between men and women–when a man wanted a woman, every fiber of his being demanded action. And right now, Eric wasn’t about to deny himself.

Without hesitation, he swept her into his arms, carrying her effortlessly out of the room. His strides were purposeful, his grip firm yet careful as he headed straight for the master bedroom.

The door swung open with a rough kick–yet when he set her down on the bed, it was with the utmost

gentleness.

He still remembered her resistance from before.

Carefully, he met her gaze, his voice quieter now. “If you’re scared… don’t force yourself.”

Hadley bit her lower lip, her fingers tightening slightly. Then, just as deliberately, she reached up, looping her

arms around his neck.

An invitation.

What man could resist that? Certainly not Eric.

He leaned in, the space between them vanishing.

He could feel it–she was still slightly tense, but compared to before, she had softened, her body no longer stiff with hesitation.

“Is this okay?”

He wasn’t rushing–he would ask as many times as it took.

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“Uh–huh.”

receiving her consent did Eric dare to continue.

pulling open the drawer beside the bed.

fingers tightened around his wrist. “What are you doing?”

to her

want to get pregnant so soon,

they wait until

fine.” Hadley’s voice was firm, though there was a slight tension in her

it,” she continued smoothly, her tone unwavering. “I came prepared.”

had actually prepared was nothing more than

scanning her face for any sign

good for

said it’s fine.” Before he could argue, she pressed on, unashamedly adding, “I don’t like it. I’d rather take the pill.” Her

her for a long

her stance clear. With a quiet sigh, he

His wish

threading lazily through her damp hair, a

His voice was low,

still closed, let out a drowsy hum before shaking her head. “Not yet.

a pillow and tucking

frowned. “What’s that for?”

she shot him a pointed look. “Do you really need to ask? My back hurts! Need some support.”

Was that because of him?

stifled a chuckle,

pinch her cheek. “I’ll go run

of bed and disappeared into

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Chapter 170 Lovesickness

the steady sound of running water, her

Sure, that part was true. But the

to increase the chances of getting pregnant–so she could

but she pushed it aside as Eric returned, his movements gentle as

lights were bright, casting sharp reflections

stepped into the warm water, Hadley’s gaze instinctively drifted to Eric’s back–only for her breath to hitch.

his skin, jagged and faded, some overlapping like a

chill ran through

happened to

lingered, his jaw tightening slightly. He knew she had seen them. He hadn’t intended to keep them hidden–not anymore. Not when they had

something he still hadn’t figured out

“Hadley…”

he could say more, she looked away. She didn’t ask. Didn’t press. “I’m done showering,” she

then turned and walked out of the

involved with him. His past? It wasn’t something she needed to know. It wasn’t

for a moment, watching her retreat. She

Or… was she

own scars in the mirror. It wasn’t hard to imagine

was ready–if she was ever ready–she would ask. And when she did, he would tell her.

room, Eric pulled her into his arms once more while

practicing restraint, indulging even once made it nearly impossible

to creep in. Eric’s fingers found

laced with guilt. “Does your back still hurt? Let me massage

her

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