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.

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

perfection of Yale's abs, and her breath caught in her

chiseled and fluid lines of his physique. It

The man was not just

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she had

sudden, the man fought to regain

open.

voice, roughened by alcohol, made each word sound like i I was being scraped from deep within

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

you realize what

man, trained to endure far more

for his training,