Divorced the Cheat Married the Fleet (Camilla and Lance) novel Chapter 449

His fingers lightly trailed along her slender neck. "I'm having a horrible day," he murmured, his voice heavy. "I don't have the energy to entertain your wild conspiracy theories. Just be quiet and let me hold you."

Despite his sudden vulnerability, she felt absolutely nothing for him. She let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Stop playing the victim. It's not like you gave me a choice in the matter."

"Then I suggest you behave. Stay quiet, and don't push me into doing something we'll both regret. I actually want to pursue you properly. I'd hate for things to get ugly between us."

The warm rush of his breath against her skin made her stomach churn with disgust.

How could he even say something like that? He had abducted her, locked her in a hotel room, and was currently holding her against her will. Did he honestly think things weren't already ugly? Their relationship had been dead and buried for a long time. She had no idea what sick fantasy he was clinging to, but it just proved how utterly delusional he was.

She cursed at him, shoving hard against his chest. The force of her push sent his wheelchair rolling back a few inches, but his grip around her waist remained unbreakable.

"Stop fighting me," he warned softly. "I don't want to leave bruises."

"Then back off! I don't want you touching me," she spat out, glaring daggers at him.

"Since you refuse to say a single nice thing to me, I might as well shut your mouth," he murmured, leaning in to force a kiss on her.

Before he could close the distance, a deafening crash echoed through the room. The hotel room door was violently kicked off its hinges. A swarm of men in sharp black suits flooded the space, instantly surrounding the wheelchair.

The crowd parted seamlessly as Lance and Mike, who were supposed to be in Cabinda, strolled casually into the room.

The bodyguards quickly subdued Barnard, allowing Camilla to finally tear herself away. Her gaze accidentally locked onto Lance's. Even though she hadn't done anything wrong, a strange flicker of guilt washed over her.

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