When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Kristian’s expression shifted as he feared the noise in the study might rouse Bella from her slumber.

Lowering his voice, he urged, “Are you out of your mind? Aren’t you worried about waking your mother?”

Elizabeth met his gaze with a cold stare.

“Leave.

I need to rest,” she commanded.

Unperturbed, Kristian scoffed, still driven by desire.

Rising to his feet, he advanced toward Elizabeth.

“There’s no one around.

What’s the harm in letting me touch you?”

His eyes roamed over Elizabeth’s figure, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Besides, you’re grown now.

Surely you’ve moved past what happened in the past, haven’t you?”

spoke, he reached out to her, seeking to

Elizabeth recoiled, her patience wearing

delivered a

despicable fool, get out of here!” she

sight of Kristian’s lecherous gaze, particularly knowing he was her father,

considerable force, leaving

ignited Kristian’s rage, and he

wretched woman, how dare you lay a hand on me!” he spat venomously, his voice dripping with malice

her ground, her resolve

defiantly, she

before you do,

you dare touch me, I guarantee

hand hovered in the air, frozen by Elizabeth’s

anger, but slowly, he suppressed

forced smile, he attempted to

“Oh, don’t mind me.

a joke,” he said, his tone

to entertain Kristian’s presence any longer and glared at him

have no patience for your nonsense,” she

Kristian forced a smile and replied, “Of