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

closer. She gripped the bedsheets tightly, surrendering to the sweet anticipation with her eyes

her heart, she

though their marriage was fleeting, she foolishly fell for him, cherishing every moment of

and share his bed with

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felt blessed.

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

anxiously, her lips pursed in

skin, and in the next instant, his

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

asleep?” a voice called

his anger simmering beneath the surface. He sighed heavily, resting his forehead

kiss was being cut short before it even

grew more insistent.

quickly regained her composure, turning her head

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