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

Chapter 455:

Eric knew. He knew exactly. But why shouldn’t he?

He had almost died for her.

It was sheer luck that he was standing here now. Yesterday, he could have been gone.

And if he wanted her this much—if he was willing to risk his very life for her—then why shouldn’t he just take what he wanted?

Eric straightened, his fingers moving to his collar. Slowly, methodically, he began unbuttoning his shirt.

“What… what are you doing?”

Hadley’s eyes widened in shock as Eric began to unbutton his shirt, exposing his well-defined chest. Next, he loosened his belt, letting it slip free, causing his trousers to sag at his hips.

The scenario was undeniably suggestive, stirring a mix of emotions and silent questions.

leaned over, he playfully tousled her hair, inadvertently disarranging the sheets

are you trying to do?” Hadley’s voice carried a note

“Hadley, I’m about to open the door… Wilma and Denver are right outside.” Turning

This

laden with sudden dread, her voice on

tales on gαℓησν??s;

her what Eric’s actions

disarray, anyone who walked in—Wilma, Denver, or anyone

by Wilma. Had Eric not intervened, Wilma would have already appeared, eager

rescuing her, why

“Eric! Don’t do this!”

could only

his back still turned toward

really want to hold onto Denver

for her, he now had every intention

face, Eric walked over to the door, unlocked it, and pulled it