Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns

Wilson thought, “Yvette has never smiled at me that way. Could Ashton be that fiancé she was talking about? Those stickers are so cheesy, though!” 

Oblivious to his jealousy, Yvette sent a love sticker to Ashton. 

The look in Wilson’s eyes hardened, and he clenched his fists. He silently reminded himself, “Guess I need to speed matters up and make her my woman soon. 

He kicked off the second step of his grand plan–seduction 

Narrowing his eyes, Wilson lazily loosened his tie, and his collarbone was exposed. Gulping, he tilted his head and fixed a burning gaze on her. The bewitching smile on his handsome lace was oozing with  appeal 

Yvette felt her ears turn red. She pressed her lips and said, “Button your shirt.” 

“My hand feels sore. Can you help?” He flashed a faint, seductive smile at her as he leaned into his seat with a roguish expression. 

That was a poorly made excuse! Still, Yvette had hopelessly fallen into his charm. Lashes trembling, she found herself reaching out to him. Her obedience was a deadly temptation. He swallowed hard. As she closed in, a look of aggression crossed his eyes. 

Her demure behavior evoked an urge within him to tease her. 

Right as she placed her fingers on his shirt button, the car jolted, throwing her into his warm embrace. 

Without hesitation, he reached out to hug her. His long, tapered fingers gently rubbed against her wrist as he let out a low chuckle. “I didn’t know you were this eager, Yvie!” 

Her ears reddened. She tried to shove him away but accidentally unbuttoned his shirt further, exposing his muscular chest. 

She heard his alluring chuckle from the top of her head, which made her legs feel like jelly. He teased, “Calm down! You can take off my clothes however you want when we get home!” Yvette was flustered Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“What’s all this nonsense from this vixen?” she thought. 

Ears reddening, she glared at him. “Are you going to behave or not?” She had no idea how cute she was acting. Not only did she not intimidate him, she made him want to tease her more. 

The look in Wilson’s eyes deepened. His Adam’s apple moved up and down, a  sight to behold. He didn’t want to behave when he was with her, but he was mindful not to scare her away. 

Inhaling deeply, he suppressed the intense emotions brewing in his chest. He lovingly pinched her cheek and rasped, “I sure hope you get it straight soon!” 

Wilson clenched his jaw, his eyes a dark abyss.