Broken Engagement His Uncle's Bride (Serena and Trevor) novel Chapter 482

Chapter 482 My Good Girl

Chapter 482 My Good Girl

“Then I’ll just get a gigolo.” Winona pretended to reach for her phone.

Elijah’s hold on her tightened slightly–firm, but not painful. “Don’t you

dare!”

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After a moment of reluctant defeat, he exhaled and conceded, “Fine. From now on, you come to me—and only me.”

Before she could respond, he closed the distance and claimed her lips.

He deepened the kiss, refusing to let her pull away, taking control of every inch of her mouth.

The intensity left her breathless, the long kiss making her cheeks flush as she struggled to breathe.

His eyes, half–hidden beneath lowered lashes, sparkled with a teasing glint. His hand grew warm as it slipped to her delicate shoulder strap. “Tell me, babe. Are you still planning to find someone else?”

Winona felt overwhelmed, her thoughts scattering under his relentless teasing.

Her eyes flashed with irritation. “When did I ever say I would?”

Elijah’s expression softened into quiet satisfaction. “That’s my good girl.”

He followed his words with a series of gentle kisses.

Across her collarbone, along the delicate curve of her back, then down toward her lower abdomen.

With a light pull, the silk nightdress slipped away from her body.

His soft hair brushed lightly against the skin of her inner thighs.

Her fingers instinctively tangled in his hair, and broken, breathy sounds escaped her lips.

Winona jolted awake from a nightmare, her heart still racing. The image from her dream lingered, slipping just out of reach like something she couldn’t grasp.

She had instinctively sought comfort upon waking, only to find herself pulled into something far more overwhelming.

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By the time it ended, she was utterly drained, her throat aching from her own cries.

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When she woke again, the faint trace of intimacy was gone from the room. He had clearly taken care of everything.

Last night, she had been half–conscious as he carried her into the bathroom. Too exhausted to resist, she had allowed him to do as he pleased without protest.

Fortunately, even with his intense desire, he had restrained himself and only been with her

once.

Elijah returned from outside carrying breakfast. “You’re awake?”

Winona quickly pulled the blanket up, wrapping herself tightly in it.

For a moment, she had no idea how to face him.

“Morning.”

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips, and he didn’t seem bothered by her distance. Instead, he placed the food on the bedside table and gently ran his hand through her hair.

“Do you want me to feed you, or will you get up and eat on your own?”

Winona answered without hesitation, “I’ll eat on my own.”

Her gaze drifted toward the nightgown resting on the couch. “Hand me my clothes. And turn around.”

Their intimacy from the night before didn’t obligate her to treat him warmly the next day.

Understanding her hesitation, Elijah didn’t argue and simply gave her space.

The morning passed quietly, their proximity making it feel as if no distance had ever existed between them.

“The team leader mentioned that Charlie’s family has arrived. They want to move him to another hospital. Do you want to check on him after breakfast?”

Winona hadn’t expected him to show concern for someone he barely knew.

“Alright.”

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