Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 567

James’ hot breath tickled Kristie’s cheeks. Her heart was pounding furiously like a runaway horse.

She continued to back away from him until her calves hit the couch, causing her to lose her balance and fall.

James loomed over her on the couch, and Kristie’s body stiffened in response. She stammered, “Get back. Don’t come near me…”

In response, he tucked her loose hair behind her ear and brought his lips closer to her face.

“You’re taking advantage of me again.” Kristie pressed her palms on his chest to keep him away. Her eyes reddened with tears as she pleaded between sobs, “Don’t force me to do this. I have a boyfriend. I don’t want to cheat on him.”

Her words drew a chuckle from James, who teased, “Don’t worry your pretty head about it. You won’t be a cheater as long as he doesn’t know about this. I can keep a secret.”

“You’re too much!”

The rest of Kristie’s protests were swallowed by James’ passionate kisses.

She breathed in his familiar scent and eventually gave in to pleasure.

Kristie hooked her legs around his waist to bring herself closer to him.

The couch proved too squeezy for both of them, and James stopped himself from taking things too far. Instead, he carried Kristie to the bedroom.

Kristie looked at him through half-lidded eyes. She simply could not tear her gaze away from his perfect abs as he took off his clothes. Her hands moved toward his torso, unbidden.

The feel of his rock-hard muscles drew an amazed gasp from Kristie. “I didn’t know you hid such a hot body under those clothes!”

James leaned over her and whispered in her ear, “It’s all yours.”

His flirtatious words brought a furious blush to Kristie’s face.

She buried her head in his chest and reveled in the warmth of his body. Still, once she closed her eyes, traumatic memories of her helpless shrieks suddenly filled her mind. Her body began shuddering uncontrollably.

“No, no…” She curled into herself and flailed around, screaming, “Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me!”

her struggles, James took two scratches to his body, both deep enough

not deter James, who merely clasped Kristie’s wrist and coaxed tenderly, “Kristie, open your eyes. It’s me.

her eyes closed and sobbed. She struggled against his hold and wailed,

only comfort her and attempt to distract her with gentle kisses. He

face and kissed

to gasp for air, he let go and intertwined his fingers with hers. At the same time, he pressed more of

brows in confusion and slowly opened

scared.” James kissed her cheek

returned to Kristie’s

his neck. She was

her and stroked

Curtis had rushed

parked outside the airport, against

squinted in concentration before approaching the

As he spoke, Jefferson pushed himself away from the Maybach and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

the clear, blue sky and muttered, “Hmm, it doesn’t

the jokes. Get in the car.” Jefferson went around to the driver’s side before arching a brow at Curtis,

and opened the

in, Jefferson started the engine and drove away from the airport. He commented, “Bet you didn’t enjoy life in Jadeborough if you’re

It cost me eight hundred million, but at least it’s over now,” Curtis explained while leaning against the backrest

I can’t even get him

to figure out a way to get Mr. Nicholson out of the picture.” Curtis’ gaze darkened as he continued, “I can’t rest easy as long as he’s still

agreed. “Ditto. Still, Mr. Nicholson is putting up a polite front toward me, though that’s because Old Mr. Xavier isn’t

hands full with Theodore’s affairs. Naturally, he won’t be on Mr. Nicholson’s side. I have no idea when Theodore will wake up from

our eggs in that basket. We need another plan. Getting someone out of the picture is easy; doing it

and closed his eyes, deep in

time passed before Curtis piped up, “I have someone who could take over Mr. Nicholson’s position. But

you were involved, everyone would point fingers at you if something goes wrong. It’ll be a waste of our

He could not think

be too much

for you, then absolutely. I wouldn’t even offer to help. But since this involves Belle, it’s no trouble at all. Plus, I hate