The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

The moment their lips met, an overwhelming surge of emotion-fierce and unrestrained- rushed from Justin's chest straight to his mind, consuming him entirely.

Bella's soft body was pinned beneath him. His lips and tongue invaded clumsily yet

forcefully, while her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

At first, she resisted gently, her breath unsteady. But soon, she succumbed to the kiss she had longed for, her back arching upward as her small hands clutched at the lapels of his suit, eagerly returning his kiss.

Their breaths mingled, creating a perfect harmony of desire.

Justin's deep gaze lingered on her delicate nose and her tear-filled eyes, his passion intensifying.

In the stillness of the room, their entwined bodies spoke volumes of longing without uttering a word.

sound of a phone ringing shattered

them jolted awake, as though pulled from a dream. At the same time, Justin felt a sharp, debilitating pain crash through his head, spreading throughout

her lips, stood up, and hurried

trembled, kneeling on the hospital bed, her slender hand reaching out in the direction he had disappeared, only to grasp a handful

swollen and reddened from the kiss. She swallowed the growing ache in her heart

Why are you calling so early?" Bella,

I'm sorry... Did I disturb you?" Bella forced a light tone, wiping away the lingering tears at the corner of her eyes. "It's fine. I was already awake. We're best friends; no need to worry

Grant lately?" Yvonne's voice suddenly shifted,

immediately sat up straight. "Not particularly close. It's just that he saved

don't know how to explain it... My head is a mess right now." Yvonne took a deep breath, her voice shaking. "Yesterday, I ran into Grant when I

Boss behind Christopher."

warmth of the previous moments vanishing as a