NovelEnglishChapter 513
Along silence settled before Rhea broke it with a disdainful snort.
“Well, | have woven a plan. This time, Marcus’ love for Millie shall sour.”
Bound to the hospital, Rhea knew her movements were limited. She must pull the strings from the shadows.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“What is it?” Analia’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.
Rhea’s eyes gleamed. “Listen to my words and follow them like a sacred command.”
Analia’s approval was immediate: a thumbs-up and praise. “Brilliant! You have the wisdom to defeat her with borrowed strength.”
After parting with Grace, Millie returned to her sanctuary, locating the perfgifted by Marcus. A gentle mist on her smooth neck, and the room was filled with a mysterious aura. The delicate bottle danced in her hands.
But then there was the sound of footsteps, a prelude to presence.
She turned, and Marcus was there, his tie undone, eyes fixed on the perfbottle.
Was this the gift he chose?
Millie’s face turned, a veil of shyness covering her face. Her fingers brushed her hair to mask her nerves. “When did you cback?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMarcus’ actions were swift, like a dance. He turned Millie, placed the bottle down, then swept her up, pressing her against the wall, his eyes filled with longing.
Millie’s mind swirled, lost in his gaze. The intoxicating fragrance drew him closer, and he inhaled its essence.
Millie’s hand flew to her mouth, her voice a tremulous whisper.
“What are you doing?”
Her slender legs held, she was a bird caught, and his expression was a riddle.
“Don’t move. | won’t do more. Lethold you, just for this moment in time.”
Then Marcus buried his face in her neck, drowning in the scent like a moth drawn to the flame. Millie’s neck tingled, as if a feather’s touch grazed her skin.
An inkling settled in that Marcus was harboring something beneath his stoic facade.
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