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.

his gaze on her lips. With eager anticipation, he

bedsheets tightly, surrendering to the sweet anticipation

heart, she couldn’t resist Nathan’s charm.

someone else in his heart. Even though their marriage was fleeting,

was willing to kiss her and

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felt blessed.

his fingers threaded into her hair to anchor her head in place, leaving her unable to escape his advances.

lashes fluttered anxiously, her lips pursed in

against her skin, and in the next instant,

ignited a fire within Suzanne, her heart pounding with excitement, only to be shattered by a knock

are you asleep?” a voice called

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 as

being cut short before

grew more insistent.

her composure, turning her

voic message to Sally.