Chapter 126 Caught on Camera
Derek’s gaze remained fixed on Helen, clearly admiring her figure.
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Helen scowled and said, “You can’t just spy on me! I’m your cousin’s fiancée. What do you think you’re doing?”
A crooked grin tugged at Derek’s lips. “Spy? I didn’t sneak a look. You left the door ajar–I just happened to glance over. I’m a man, and when I see a beautiful woman, it’s hard not to look. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too stunning“.
They say women love a little danger, and Helen was starting to understand why.
She had been angry at first, but hearing his cheeky response, her frustration surprisingly turned into laughter.
“You smooth–talking troublemaker.”
Seeing the shy smile on her face, Derek couldn’t hold back any longer. He stepped forward and wrapped her in his arms, his voice low and teasing by her ear. “So, do you like smooth–talking troublemakers?”
The warmth of his breath tickled her skin, sending a strange shiver through her.
But then reality hit. She was engaged to Linden. Helen pushed at Derek’s chest.
“Don’t do this. I’m supposed to be your cousin’s fiancée
The more she resisted, the tighter he held her, his hands slowly running along her soft skin.
“The two of you aren’t married yet, so technically, you’re not my cousin’s wife,” he whispered. “The moment I saw you, I couldn’t look away. Linden’s lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend. Honestly, I’m jealous.”
Derek had always been good at reading people–especially women. He knew just what to say, how to act,
and when to lean in.
Helen, hearing his words, couldn’t help but feel flattered. “Thanks for liking me, but I already belong to Linden. This just isn’t meant to be. Let me go–if he sees us like this, it’ll be a disaster.”
Derek didn’t back down. He stole a kiss, quick and light on her lips. “Relax. He won’t find out.”
He was certain Helen wouldn’t say a word to Linden. That confidence made him bolder. He kissed her again this time deeper–and gently pushed her toward the bed.
Soon, the two of them collapsed onto the mattress.
Helen’s body softened against him, but her voice held on to protest. “You need to think rationally. We can’t do this.”
Derek raised an eyebrow, murmuring, “Your body says otherwise.”
Then he kissed her again and again, each one trailing across her skin like a warm drizzle of summer rain, until Helen could no longer think straight.
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