NovelBookChapter 915: The words left both her and Nate at the stime, their voices overlapping. Amusement flickered between them as they exchanged a glance.
Although Nate didn't mind Corrine's presence, she had no interest in lingering. Instead, she retreated to the bedroom, stretching out on the bed as she idly scrolled through a mobile game.
Her phone buzzed, breaking the quiet. Natasha's voice cthrough, urgent yet composed. "Burgess Group's stocks are plummeting. Should we proceed?" "Yes, continue," Corrine's tone was as cool as the night air.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe scandal had shattered Leah's reputation beyond repair. Not even a grand display of charity could salvage it now.
And with Burgess Group's stocks in freefall, the timing was perfect. Ending the call, Corrine strolled onto the curved balcony, leaning against the smooth railing.
The night breeze carried the faint scent of blooming flowers, mingling with the crisp moisture in the air. Footsteps approached from behind.
She did not turn, already recognizing the familiar presence.
Strong arms bracketed her, closing her in. His tall frloomed behind her, his warmth seeping through the thin fabric of her dress.
Corrine leaned back instinctively, her spine meeting the solid comfort of his chest.
Nate bent slightly, his chin grazing her shoulder. "Why are you in the guest room?" The presidential suite had two floors, with the guest room adjacent to the master bedroom on the second.
Corrine lowered her gaze, her fingers toying idly with the railing. "I did not want to disturb you." "Disturb me?" His voice dipped into something amused, something teasing. He leaned in, the heat of his breath skimming her temple. "Or are you avoiding me?" Her pulse skipped. Her intention seen through, Corrine cleared her throat, forcing a nonchalant smile. “Why would I avoid you..." The warmth of his chest pressed more firmly against her back. It was impossible to ignore, just as it was impossible to forget last night—the way his hands had traced every inch of her skin, the way his voice had unraveled her, piece by piece.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmgalnovs.com, your source for inspiration Heat rushed to her cheeks. Her knees felt weak. Nate noticed. His gaze darkened with something playful, something knowing. He shifted forward, wrapping her in his arms. "If you are not avoiding me, then I will stay with you tonight." "You-" Her words caught in her throat as his lips brushed her ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. A sharp breath escaped her before she could stop it.
She tensed, gripping the railing, the cool metal grounding her against the heat of his touch.
Nate alternated between nipping and soothing with feather-light kisses, a slow smile forming when he felt her shiver. His voice was velvet in her ear. "What was that you were saying?"
Corrine inhaled shakily, tilting her head away in a feeble attempt to escape his lips. The guest room bed is too small. You do not have to squeeze in with me."
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