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.

tousled her hair, inadvertently disarranging

note of

I’m about to open the door… Wilma and Denver are right outside.” Turning toward the door, he began to

Denver? This couldn’t be

Hadley’s plea was laden with sudden dread, her voice

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there, with her shoulder bare and her bedding in disarray, anyone who walked in—Wilma, Denver, or anyone else—might

Hadley realized she might be caught in a trap set by Wilma. Had Eric not intervened, Wilma would have already

Eric’s actions; after rescuing her, why would he

“Eric! Don’t do this!”

helpless and could

paused, his back

to hold

had every intention to take what he

walked over to the