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 sheets and blankets

a note of alarm. This behavior was completely out

responded in a calm, matter-of-fact tone. “Hadley, I’m about to open the door… Wilma and Denver

This couldn’t

with sudden dread, her voice on the verge

fantastic tales on gαℓησν??s;

what Eric’s actions

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

set by Wilma. Had Eric not intervened, Wilma would

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

“Eric! Don’t do this!”

helpless and could only beg

paused, his back still turned toward

want to hold onto Denver

he now had every intention to take what

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