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.

he playfully tousled her hair, inadvertently disarranging the

do?” Hadley’s voice carried a note of alarm. This behavior was completely out of character for

tone. “Hadley, 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

was laden with sudden dread, her voice on the verge

fantastic tales on

dawned on her what Eric’s actions might

with her shoulder bare and her bedding in disarray, anyone who walked in—Wilma,

by Wilma. Had Eric

baffled by Eric’s actions; after rescuing her,

“Eric! Don’t do this!”

helpless and could only beg him

his back still

really want to hold onto Denver that

every intention to

determination etched on his face, Eric walked over to the door,