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.

Adam’s apple bobbed as he leaned in, his voice hus dry as he fixed his gaze on her lips. With eager anticipation, he s

gripped the bedsheets tightly, surrendering to the sweet anticipation with her eyes closing

heart, she couldn’t resist

in his heart. Even though their marriage

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felt blessed.

fingers threaded into her hair to anchor her head in place, leaving her unable to

her lips pursed

skin, and in the next

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

a voice called from

his anger simmering beneath the surface. He sighed heavily,

first kiss was being cut short before it

knocking grew more insistent.

quickly regained her composure, turning her head awa

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