The Wrong Woman

Chapter 132

Suzanne was dumbfounded, a mixture of shock and disbelief etched on her expression as Nathan pressed down on her.

He balanced himself with one elbow, and his weight bore down on Suzanne. His handsome face hovered mere inches away from her, and their breaths were intermingling in the air.

Tension surged through Suzanne. Her breath quickened, and her voice trembled as she asked, “What are you doing?”

Nathan’s gaze held her captive. His breath was warm against her skin, his chest sturdy, and his features irresistibly close.

Lost in the moment, Suzanne felt overwhelmed by Nathan’s

proximity. Morals and emotions took a back seat as she succumbed to the allure of the man she admired.

Her mind was clouded with shyness, nervousness, and pern

anticipation.

as he fixed his gaze on her lips. With eager anticipation, he s

She gripped the bedsheets tightly,

turmoil in her heart, she couldn’t

had someone else in his heart. Even though their marriage

her and share his bed with her,

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felt blessed.

caressed her cheek, and his fingers threaded into her hair to anchor

lashes fluttered anxiously, her lips pursed in

skin, and in the next instant, his lips met

her heart pounding with

you asleep?” a voice

about to deepen the kiss, they were interrupted. Frustration surged within him, his anger simmering beneath the surface. He sighed heavily, resting his forehead against Suzanne’s

was being cut short before it even

knocking grew more

quickly regained her composure, turning her head awa avoid his lips.

his phone to send a voic message to Sally. “I’m sleeping. Please stop disturbing me,” he muttered into the