The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Roza froze. Her heart felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp icicle.

"Alright."

She responded softly, her trembling hand reaching into her coat pocket. Slowly, she pulled out a badge that she had kept close to her heart, clutching it tightly in her palm. Then, she turned around.

At this moment, Axel was looking at her intently, extending his hand toward her.

Roza pressed her pale lips together and placed the badge in his palm. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, his strong hand suddenly wrapped around hers and pulled her forcefully.

Caught off guard, Roza was pulled into his embrace. Without giving her a chance to react, Axel held her by the waist and sealed her lips with a passionate, intense kiss. The kiss deepened, becoming more demanding. His possessiveness overwhelmed her as he explored her lips and tongue.

Roza's mind became hazy, her nerve endings tingling as if electrified. She began to embrace him passionately, responding to him.

After a long kiss, Axel reluctantly pulled away from her lips, gently holding her chin with his fingertips, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Earlier, your face went pale. Were you scared that I would really leave and take it back?"

eyes welled up with tears,

from your master?" Axel sighed, both indulgent and helpless, pulling her into his arms again. "What's the use of having everything else? I don't care. I only like you. You're

moment, all hesitation and doubt shattered one by

darling Roza, please be

you, cherish you, and take care of you. Whatever you've lost before, whatever you

and these few sentences were the best he could muster after racking

hold back her emotions any longer. Tears streamed

as if the whole world had burst into color,

cupped her neck again and kissed her deeply,

so she couldn't go to Savrow for the appointment with Roza. Instead, she sent her second brother

clothes was secondary. The main goal was to create an opportunity for him to meet Roza. Even if both parties were interested in each other, without a meeting, how could sparks of love

executive profiles of the group, assessing the current financial. situation... Although Justin was there

"Phew... I'm so exhausted."

leaned softly into the man's embrace, resembling a beautiful but tired robot. "How can there be so much to do? Did my eldest brother live such a busy