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.”

consent did Eric dare to continue.

the

fingers tightened around his wrist. “What

her with a calm

don’t want to get pregnant so soon, do you?”

shouldn’t they wait until marriage

firm, though there was a slight tension in her

care of it,” she continued smoothly, her tone unwavering.

what she had actually prepared

scanning her face for any sign

isn’t exactly good for you. Maybe I should-”

the pill.” Her voice softened just enough to make it sound

for a long

her stance clear. With a quiet sigh, he relented, reaching for the drawer–and closing

wish was granted.

threading lazily through her damp hair, a faint smirk tugging at

a shower?” His voice was low, teasing. “I’ll

still closed, let out a drowsy hum before shaking her head. “Not yet. Too tired. Let me rest a

reaching for a pillow and tucking

frowned. “What’s that

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

that because of

chuckle, shaking his head.

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

out of bed and disappeared into

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Chapter 170 Lovesickness

lay still, listening to the steady sound of running water, her expression

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

getting pregnant–so she

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

bright, casting sharp reflections

instinctively drifted to Eric’s back–only for

just a few–they were scattered across his skin, jagged and faded, some overlapping like a brutal roadmap

chill ran

happened to him?

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

he still hadn’t figured out

“Hadley…”

She didn’t ask. Didn’t press. “I’m done showering,” she murmured, turning toward the tub. “I’ll soak for a

and walked out of the shower room

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

a moment, watching her retreat. She didn’t even mention it?

Or… was she

Even he felt unsettled when he caught sight of his own scars in the mirror. It wasn’t hard to imagine

he decided he wouldn’t force it. When she was ready–if she was ever ready–she would ask. And when she did, he would tell her. For now, he

out of the shower room, Eric pulled her into his arms once more

man who had spent years practicing restraint, indulging even once made it nearly impossible to stop.

fresh and clean, guilt began to creep in. Eric’s fingers found their way to

sorry,” Eric murmured, his voice laced with guilt. “Does your back still hurt? Let me massage

clicked her tongue,

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