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.

her hair, inadvertently disarranging the sheets and blankets around

are you trying to do?” Hadley’s voice carried a note of alarm. This behavior

a calm, matter-of-fact tone. “Hadley, I’m about to open the door… Wilma and Denver are right outside.” Turning toward the

This couldn’t be

please—” Hadley’s plea was laden with sudden dread, her voice on the verge

fantastic tales

dawned on her what Eric’s actions

disarray, anyone

in a trap set by Wilma. Had Eric not intervened, Wilma would have already appeared, eager for Denver to

baffled by Eric’s actions; after rescuing her, why would

“Eric! Don’t do this!”

could only beg him

back still

to hold onto

he now had every intention to take what

Eric walked over to the door, unlocked it,