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

Chapter 1287:

“You’re completely wasted.”

Her cheeks were squished between his palms, her lips forced into a pout. “No more water. Go to sleep.” She tried to push him away.

“Stay.”

Eric held on, his fingers warm against her skin. His eyes, barely open, searched her face before he leaned in and kissed her.

Hadley froze. Her eyes flew open in shock.

The man holding her didn’t stop; his kiss only grew deeper, more consuming.

Out in the hallway, Ayla clutched the room card, pacing in tight, frustrated circles.

She’d been standing here for an hour.

At last, Eric showed up, but he wasn’t alone. Hadley was with him. Just minutes before that, she had seen the group message confirming the night shoot had been called off.

of

was she

Which meant… was she

She had planned everything down to the

reflexively trying to push

body and made her want to sink into him. Her pulse raced, her breath came in

realizing it, her eyes closed and she

light a fire in

he slowly

that, Hadley jolted awake. What was she doing? Had she really let

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“Stop!”

him away, bolting from the bed and rushing toward the door. She

“Hadley!”

only managed a couple of steps when she tripped on something. Her knees

braced her hands on the carpet, struggling to rise. But her limbs betrayed her, limp and drained. And it was too late to run away