NovelUpdateChapter 991: She glanced toward the trash can, and couldn't help but shake her head, quietly conceding that men truly lost all control once they got a taste.
Nate entered the bedroom just as Corrine was adjusting the neckline of her nightgown, her gaze focused on the faint hickeys marring her collarbone.
The sound of the door opening caught her attention. She lifted her eyes and met his in the mirror.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe was dressed in a soft pink nightgown, the delicate fabric complementing her porcelain skin and accentuating the slender curve of her collarbone.
Desire flickered in Nate's eyes the moment he noticed the marks.
Sensing the shift in his expression, Corrine felt a hint of unease. Without another word, she turned toward the wardrobe, hastily selecting an outfit for the day.
"I'll choose for you," Nate muttered. Before she could decide, he stepped forward, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her flush against his chest. His warmth seeped through the thin material of her gown.
The intimate position instantly brought back memories of the previous night, sending a rush of heat to Corrine's cheeks.
Nate reached into the wardrobe, retrieving a ruffled blouse and pairing it with a light silk scarf-the perfect cover for the hickeys.
"Get dressed and cdown for breakfast," he said, handing her the clothes and pressing a gentle kiss against her temple.
Corrine nodded but showed little enthusiasm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen Nate noticed her lack of excitement, his brow furrowed. "Are you exhausted?" He had held back the night before, careful not to hurt Corrine or scare her. The fear of overstepping had kept his movements controlled.
Corrine cleared her throat, determined to sound composed. "I'm fine." Original format at gALA smirk played on Nate's lips. "So, not tired?" Realizing she had walked straight into his trap, Corrine flushed with embarrassment and shoved him away. "Get out! I need to change." Nate turned, his movements leisurely as he strolled toward the door. Just before stepping out, he glanced back. "I've already seen every inch of you." Corrine grabbed the nearest slipper and hurled it at his back. "Get out!" After breakfast, Corrine returned to her bedroom to pack.
Jules had once jokingly compared her upcoming trip to the Independent Continent with Nate to an elopement. She hadn't given it much thought at the time, but now, as she secretly packed her suitcase, the comparison seemed less far-fetched.
Her phone buzzed with a call from Jules.
"Cto the lab," he said as soon as she Ehmaveered, The Kontent is on NO novelenglish.net!
m Corrine paused, zipping up her suitcase. "Did something happen?"
"We're in phase two of the experiment," Jules explained. His voice was slightly hoarse. "Phase three might require you as a test subject."
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