After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

Lucas suddenly moved closer to her, his voice low. "Then let's do something more interesting."

As he spoke, he grabbed her hand and pressed it against the fingerprint lock.

"What are you doing?"

Aveline froze, staring at him. This man was losing his mind again!

His cool fingertips brushed against the skin of her wrist, sending a chill through her. His grip was firm and unyielding.

"You were the one who said you wanted to try something interesting."

They were now standing very close. His clean, crisp scent filled the space between them. With his other hand, he swiftly opened the door and stepped inside, pulling her in with him. Aveline's inner alarm bells were ringing loudly.

Trying not to provoke him further, she stayed calm. But as soon as the door closed, Lucas spun her around and pressed her against the door.

His tall frame loomed over her, and he moved in to kiss her.

Aveline turned her head away, dodging his lips.

His hot breath brushed against her cheek, and he froze in place. His lips lingered against her skin, his gaze burning into her face, intense and unyielding.

Aveline's long lashes fluttered, and she finally spoke, "Lucas, I don't want this."

back slightly, putting a little distance between them, his eyes still

"Why?" he asked.

he continued, "Because I miss you... so much it

again, her whole

want

in closer again, but this

rough and strained. "So, Aveline, do you really not like

wave of bitterness swept over her, though her face remained carefully

fell over them

ache. After all, anyone would feel uncomfortable standing in

her. He opened the door and walked

the fact that he chose

е

to act as he always did-forcefully, without giving her a choice. That was

to her

simply walked away.

was as