After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Lucas' eyes bore into her flushed face. "Fine, I'll handle it myself."

With that, he unbuckled his belt.

The sound echoed in the car, making Aveline's breath hitch, and she suddenly felt like there wasn't enough air.

Her mouth went dry.

The next moment, Lucas pulled her hand over.

"What are you doing?" Aveline gasped, instinctively pulling away.

Lucas' eyes remained fixed on her. "I'm taking matters into my own hands."

"You..." Aveline started to protest, her cheeks burning fiercely. Her fingers curled slightly, bringing waves of heat.

Lucas' Adam's apple bobbed as he continued to stare at her, his breathing growing heavier.

Aveline turned her face away, deciding to let him be.

Fine, she wasn't going to help.

Lucas's husky voice teased her

trying to

it had been. Even without actively participating, her fingers felt weak and achy. The atmosphere in the car grew even more charged and intimate. It seemed

done yet?" Aveline

and kissed her. "That short amount of time isn't

Aveline was speechless.

bit her lips till it

out a wet wipe and

are we

voice was hoarse with satisfaction. "At this

shot him a look. "It's

desire, the flames of

averted her gaze, deciding not to provoke him further. She knew all too

her fingers, he took care of himself and then lit a cigarette. The glow from the lighter flickered at the tip, and a thin veil of smoke began to fill the car. His eyes

his expression became indistinct.

in, clearing away the sultry atmosphere and the

out, she noticed a car parked at a distance. It was familiar-Russell's

eyes widened. How long had they been parked there?

Why hadn't he left?

What was he doing?