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

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

the turmoil in her heart,

in his heart. Even though their marriage was fleeting, she foolishly fell

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felt blessed.

to anchor

lashes fluttered anxiously, her lips

and in the next instant, his

ignited a fire within Suzanne, her heart pounding with excitement, only to

are you asleep?” a voice called from outside.

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

first kiss was being cut

grew more insistent.

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

for his phone to send a voic message to Sally. “I’m sleeping. Please stop disturbing