Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 236

Yale had downed too much alcohol, and the dim room lights and his own instincts kept him on the edge of consciousness, his eyes refusing to open.

In his haze, he felt the gentle touch of cool hands lifting him onto a soft surface. The chill from the water cup tingled his senses, and then the water began to trickle into his mouth.

Parched, he gulped down the water eagerly, following the gentle motions of the girl feeding him, until the cup was empty. She took the cup away, asking. with a caring tone, "Want more? I can get you some." "No more," he mumbled, frowning slightly.

That voice-why did it sound so familiar?

Roslyn's heart raced as she held Yale, who was utterly defenseless in her arms. He was drunk, and it was the perfect chance.

'Roslyn, you love him, don't you? Even if you can't win his heart, having him just this once would be enough, right?' Roslyn asked herself.

The thought was so bold it scared her. She was going mad, driven by her love for him!

If she could just be with him, even for a single night, she would pay any price.

Her hands shook as she reached for Yale's shirt, undoing each

time, she saw the perfection of Yale's abs, and

and fluid lines of his physique. It was a

was impeccable. The man was not just dependable; he was

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close to the one she had been dreaming about sent shivers of anticipation down

fought to regain his senses,

open.

made each word sound like i I was being scraped from deep within his

Yale's face turned to ice. He seized her wrist, flipped over in

realize what you're

a military man, trained to endure far more than the average

for his training, she would