When the Boss’ Lady Became His Sister-in-law

Chapter 191

Back in their room, Rhett reached out, pulling Kristin into his arms and planting a kiss on her lips. It was a kiss with a bite, a reminder. “From now on, think twice before you do something dangerous, okay? You’ve got a family, kids.”

And a husband.

A sharp pain shot through Kristin’s lip as it split under the pressure, tears welling up in her

eyes.

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“Lesson learned?” Rhett asked.

Red–eyed, Kristin nodded.

“My wound… It hurts,” Rhett said, leaning on Kristin’s shoulder for support.

Kristin, her nerves on edge, suggested, “Take a shower first. I’ll call the resort doctor to take a look.”

Rhett peeled off his shirt, revealing a sculpted back that tapered down to an enviable V–shape–muscular with clothes on, svelte without.

“Check it out for me,” Rhett teased, intentionally flirting.

Remembering how the Lewis brothers had strutted like peacocks in front of Kristin, Rhett felt a twinge of annoyance.

“Looks like it stopped bleeding,” said Kristin, her cheeks aflame and her heart racing.

Rhett raised an eyebrow. “It did?”

She nodded. The wound wasn’t serious–just a graze.

“It hurts,” Rhett said, his acting skills on point, feigning inability to lift his arm.

Worry flashed through Kristin’s eyes. “I… Let me help you in the shower.”

That’s exactly what Rhett had been waiting for. He pulled her into the bathroom and pinned her against the door.

Kristin then realized she had been tricked.

Her ears blazed even redder as she stuttered, “Just a shower, nothing else.”

“Just a shower, I promise,” Rhett said, his lips curving into a smile before he kissed her again.

Kristin held her breath, nearly suffocating..

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lying, she accused.

smile deepened, sly as a fox

toe, her swimsuit quickly stripped anal

you’d help me shower, Rhett reminded her as he turned on the

taken what he wanted by force–after all, Kristin needed him, depended on him. But he still sought her consent,

Kristin leaned against the wall, her breathing tight.

was too much.

in the bathroom rose steadily, and Kristin

grabbed the showerhead, rinsing the sand from Rhett’s back,

stood with his hands against the wall, the contours of his back making Kristin

his muscles and lines–the defined lats,

can be bolder,” Rhett encouraged, catching her hand and guiding it

too much.

raced, and she uttered in a

all yours.” Rhett stopped teasing her and turned to kiss her again. Kristin

Rhett finally wrapped her in a towel and carried her out of the

off, and you rest. Order whatever you want from the staff,” Rhett said, feeling like

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feared scaring her off. So he left for

alone.

bed like a cooked shrimp, hiding under the

her hands.

Rhett’s physique was just

a shame he wasn’t gracing the silver screen with those devilishly good looks.

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entertainment company couldn’t

to him, eager

was a

in Silvergrove City and rented

Mr. FitzGerald?”

Kristin replied with another

FitzGerald?” Harriet added a

trusting Harriet completely, Kristin

“Did anything happen?”

face was

to hold on to Rhett, you gotta learn to flirt a bit. You’re way too reserved, Kristin,” Harriet advised, genuinely concerned. “Let me

her ears burning, was speechless.

sent a flurry of tutorial

peeked at one and was so startled she flung her phone across the room.

from the bathroom to see Kristin, red as a ripe apple,

Rhett teased, reaching to

off the bed,

late. Rhett had picked up the phone and accidentally opened

filled the