Chapter 277 Burning Desire
Chapter 277 Burning Desire
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Quinn’s heart began to race, caught off guard by the man standing so close. Time after time, he turned a spark of attraction into something deeper until every fleeting kindness, every glance, only made her love
him more.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
He leaned in until their noses almost touched. “If you truly want to thank me, do it with me a few more times tonight.”
Heat flooded her cheeks; his velvety invitation made resistance feel impossible.
“Do you want me?” he murmured.
His sculpted features, those fox–bright eyes, and the warm breath that skimmed her skin sent ripples through her.
She had never thought herself the sort to be undone by charming looks, yet Julius shattered that certainty.
“Quinnie…” he breathed, hunger threading through the single word.
“Yes.” She surrendered, cupping his face and drawing his mouth to hers, inviting the fierce response that followed.
Bodies tangled, perfectly matched, lost in a rhythm that felt both tender and unending.
Later, Quinn asked Julius for one hundred million.
He transferred the funds without a word, though unease still lurked at the edge of his mind.
Since they had started dating, Quinn had never, kept a single secret from him. This time, though, she had looked him in the eye and said she could not tell him. What exactly is the message that reached her phone that day?
Beside him, she slept soundly, her phone resting on the nightstand, Julius leaned over her sleeping form and reached toward the device.
If I unlock it now, I could learn what made her expression change in the car, why she suddenly needed one hundred million and demanded bodyguards wherever she went. If I knew, would this uneasy feeling finally fade?
He froze the moment his fingers hovered above the phone.
If I rummage through her phone like this, that will be one more secret I am keeping from her. She will hate it, won’t she? She already promised that in a few days she would tell me. All I have to do is wait.
Julius let out a long breath, withdrew his hand, and studied her sleeping face. “Quinnie, I’ll never again do something you would despise,” he whispered.
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