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.

in, his voice hus dry as he fixed his gaze on her lips. With eager anticipation,

his lips drew closer. She gripped the bedsheets tightly, surrendering

in her heart, she couldn’t resist

his heart. Even though their marriage was fleeting, she

was willing to kiss her and share

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felt blessed.

hair to anchor her head in place,

fluttered anxiously, her lips pursed

breath brushed against her skin, and in

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

are you asleep?” a voice called from outside.

kiss, they were interrupted. Frustration surged within him, his anger simmering beneath the surface. He sighed heavily, resting his forehead against

was being cut

grew

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

rose and reached for his phone to send a voic message to Sally. “I’m sleeping.