NovelUpdateChapter 507: He and Corrine had spent three long years together, yet the most intimate moments they had shared were warm embraces and the brush of fingers intertwined.
And now? She had only been with Nate for a few months, and already, they were...
The thought kindled a rage in his chest that made breathing difficult, momentarily eclipsing his original purpose for calling.
"If that's all, we're done here. It's late, and I have better uses for my time." Nate's words dripped with deliberate mockery.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEach syllable pierced Bruce like a blade.
His expression contorted, eyes darkening with complex emotions.
"Put her on. I need to speak with her." "She has nothing to say to you," Nate declared flatly before ending the call.
Corrine emerged from the bathroom, toweling her damp hair.
"Where's the hairdryer?" "Chere." Nate beckoned, the device already in hand.
The moment she approached, Nate reached out, effortlessly pulling her onto his lap. His arm encircled her waist, securing her in place, while his other hand lifted the hairdryer, already set up and ready. The warmth of his fingers, brushing against her scalp as he combed through her wet strands, was surprisingly gentle.
As the low hum of the dryer filled the room, Corrine spoke, her voice thoughtful.
Find new stories on gvl"Tellabout Independent Continent." "What do you want to know?" She hesitated, and then finally asked, "I heard there are a lot of unwritten rules there. One of them being... that outsiders aren't allowed to marry in?" For a brief moment, the only sound was the hairdryer. Then, Nate responded, unfazed.
"That's right." His hands never faltered in their movements.
"There are plenty of unspoken rules. But rules are rigid. People, on the other hand... are adaptable." There was something in the way he said it—calm, yet heavy with meaning.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA simple statement. Yet coming from him, it carried an unmistakable weight.
Just then, Nate turned off the dryer.
Corrine straddled him, their faces m mere inches apart. The content is on novelenglish.net!
Nate's fingers explored her features with feather-light touches, tracing the gentle arch of her brows and the delicate sweep of her eyelids before coming to rest on her lips.
He drew her closer, brushing his lips against hers in a tender kiss. "Do you want to visit Independent Continent?" His voice carried a quiet warmth.
A slight furrow appeared between Corrine's brows.
"When would we go?" "Whenever you're free."
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