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

Chapter 212

Chapter 212

“You’ve put on some weight, its nice, Rhett whispered as he wrapped his arms around Kristin from behind, watching her arrange a bouquet of flowers.

Kristin’s body tensed under his touch, her discomfort palpable.

“Ouch.” Rhett reached for a rose on the table, not noticing the thorn until it pricked his finger, leaving a small bead of blood.

Kristin’s hands flew to his finger, her eyes wide and worried as she looked up at him.

“Kristin,” he said softly, their faces inches apart, the air charged with unspoken tension.

“Mmm…” Kristin murmured, avoiding his gaze as she tried to remove the thorns from the rose.

“The red rose withstands the wind and harsh weather far better than the white,” Rhett said, taking the rose from her. “Roses are meant to have thorns; getting pricked isn’t their fault.”

Kristin looked up at him, her eyes fluttering.

Rhett sighed and leaned in to kiss her.

The scoundrels who had hurt Kristin had left her wary and scarred, but he knew it would take patience and

tender care to heal her.

There was no need to hurry; time was their ally. And as for those who had screwed over Kristin, they’d get what’s coming to them–because payback’s a bitch.

Kristin’s breathing quickened, her cheeks flushed as Rhett pulled her into his embrace, backing her into the bathroom.

His kiss was fiery yet soothing.

She felt dizzy, as if she were truly succumbing to him. She knew she was done for.

Caught in Rhett’s gentle trap, she was too deep to escape–even knowing it was a trap.

“Kris…” Rhett’s voice was husky, his words simple but meant to comfort her.

His fingers trailed down her spine as he whispered in her ear, “Will you let go complet

Trust, dependency, and responsibility–will she put them all in his hands.

Kristin’s rigid body slowly relaxed, trapped between Rhett and the wall as he stripped away her clothes.

“Summer…” she stammered, her voice shaky.

st me?”

“Our son’s a good boy. He won’t come downstairs to disturb us,” Rhett chuckled lightly.

I just ate… I should…” Kristin protested weakly.

replied with a wry look, his self–control waning.

tiled wall, she instinctively sought the warmth

at her forwardness

she began, her voice tinged with

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grip on her waist, coaxing a whimper from

it?” he asked, voice laced with dasire.

her spine, as if a siren

was so

want to come off as lustful, but her body was betraying

nipping at her neck when she didn’t respond.

cried out,

he said, continuing his gentle torment.

clung to him, her body

not right,” he insisted.

to retreat, she hung on him, relying on his strength to keep her from

back against the wall, the cold

earlier?” he pressed, wanting that particular term

crying but not

you a spy in your

Kristin leaned into his embrace, silent

chastising himself. “I’m sorry, don’t cry, I won’t tease you

his words didn’t match his actions.

Rhett hushed her, just as the doorbell rang

frowned, his expression darkening–who could be so inconsiderate to interrupt at such a time?

calling, he might as well be signing his own death warrant –

get down, but Rhett wouldn’t let

back.”

He was pleading.

longer resisting. “But someone is there.”

an’t hold

we stop now, I might just lose it,” he said, his

voice desperate.

for you?” Rhett

indicated the

was terrified–what if it was an emergency?

though

the doorbell

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