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

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

the turmoil in her heart, she couldn’t

Nathan had someone else in his heart. Even though their marriage was fleeting, she foolishly fell

willing to kiss her and share his bed with her,

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felt blessed.

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

lashes fluttered anxiously, her lips pursed in anticipation.

and in the next instant,

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

you asleep?” a voice

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 he

cut short

knocking grew more

her composure, turning her head

to send a voic message to Sally. “I’m sleeping. Please stop disturbing me,”