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.”

after receiving her consent did Eric dare to

open the drawer beside

wrist. “What are

paused, turning to her with a calm expression.

don’t want to get pregnant

shouldn’t they wait until marriage before considering that

Hadley’s voice was firm, though there was a slight tension in

take care of it,” she continued smoothly,

actually prepared was nothing

hesitated, his dark gaze scanning her face for any

exactly good for you. Maybe

pressed on, unashamedly adding, “I don’t like it. I’d rather take the pill.” Her voice softened just enough to make it sound reasonable. “I asked

a long moment, clearly weighing his

Hadley had made her stance clear. With a quiet sigh, he relented, reaching for

wish

beside her, his fingers threading lazily through her damp hair,

His voice was low, teasing. “I’ll

out a drowsy hum before shaking her head.

for a pillow and

frowned. “What’s that for?”

open, and she shot him a pointed look. “Do you really need to ask? My back hurts!

because of him?

chuckle,

reaching over to pinch her cheek. “I’ll go run the bath.

out of bed and

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still, listening to the steady sound of running water,

was true. But the pillow under her waist wasn’t just

getting pregnant–so she could leave him

thought sat heavily in her mind, but she pushed it aside as Eric returned, his movements gentle as he scooped her

casting sharp reflections across the tiled

warm water, Hadley’s gaze instinctively drifted

few–they were scattered across his skin, jagged and faded, some

chill ran through

happened to him?

slightly. He knew she had seen them. He hadn’t intended to

past… that was something he still hadn’t

“Hadley…”

Didn’t press. “I’m done showering,” she murmured, turning toward the tub.

then turned and walked out of the shower room without

no intention of getting too involved with him. His past? It wasn’t something she needed to know. It wasn’t something

stood there for a moment, watching her

Or… was

Even he felt unsettled when he caught sight of his own scars in the mirror. It wasn’t hard to imagine how terrifying it would be for a delicate girl

he decided he wouldn’t force it. When she was ready–if she was ever ready–she would ask.

her out of the shower room, Eric pulled her into his arms once more while soaking in the bath.

indulging even once made it nearly impossible to stop.

emerged from the bathroom, fresh and clean, guilt began to

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

clicked her tongue,

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