From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 543

Chapter 543 Close Call

Chapter 543 Close Call

That night, Tyrone dreamed again.

In the dream, Aella walked out of his bathroom wearing only his white shirt.

The shirt was loose and barely buttoned. It hung on her frame, and he could vaguely see the space between her legs.

Her long hair fell to her waist, and her skin looked pale and soft.

She walked toward him slowly. Her beautiful eyes held him in place. Before he realized it, he pulled her closer.

Her body felt soft against his. Tyrone’s heart raced. His body felt hot, like his blood was on fire.

She had just come of age, but her body was dangerously tempting.

Especially when…

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Aella wrapped her arms around his neck, rose onto her toes, and kissed him on her own. Tyrone’s heart slammed hard against his

chest.

The moment their lips touched, he let out a moan.

Her lips were soft.

Sweet. Warm.

Her kiss was bold and teasing, and he finally lost control.

He pulled her onto the bed, the world spinning as he kissed her back.

“Aella, I want you,” he breathed.

In a rush of heat and confusion, he removed the only piece of white shirt she was wearing.

Just as he was about to cross the line, a sound broke through his thoughts. Tyrone jolted awake.

He reached out and turned on the bedside lamp. Under the dim yellow light, Aella lay beneath him, her cheeks flushed, her expression shaken. The scene before him made his mind explode.

‘Under the dim yellow light, her pale skin was brushed with a faint blush.

The scattered, lingering marks told him what had just happened was not a dream.

Tyrone rolled away at once and grabbed the blanket, wrapping it tightly around her. “I’m sorry,” he said hoarsely. “I thought I was

His voice cut off.

Even if it had been a dream, doing something like that to her felt unforgivable.

Aella suddenly lifted the blanket and straddled his lap.

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Tyrone panicked, turning his head away as he hurriedly pulled her shirt closed.

She clung to his neck and pressed close. “Tyrone,” she said softly, “I’m an adult now. I want this”

“No.”

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Tyrone pushed Aella away at once. He grabbed the blanket in a rush, pulled it over himself, and jumped out of bed, heading straight for the bathroom.

She just turned 18.

And she was in the middle of crucial exams.

He couldn’t do something so messed up to her.

Under the blanket, Aella twisted in frustration.

She had been so close–just one step away from completely breaking through his defenses.

In the bathroom, Tyrone stood under cold water for several minutes. The heat inside him refused to fade.

Her big breasts, slim waist, soft thighs, and juicy lips.

He couldn’t stop the thoughts from surfacing. If he hadn’t stopped himself just now, he knew he would have crossed a line he could never take back.

His imagination spiraled out of control, jumping ahead to things he didn’t dare put into words.

For a moment, he felt like he was losing his mind.

He pressed his back against the icy wall and forced himself to calm down.

More than half an hour later, Tyrone came out wrapped in a white bathrobe. Aella was standing barefoot outside the bathroom

door.

Her long hair fell loosely over her shoulders. His white shirt hung on her frame, slipping just enough to make his chest tighten again.

The heat he had just cooled surged back instantly. Without a word, he turned around, grabbed a towel, and wrapped it firmly around her.

“It’s the middle of the night; what else are you trying to do?” he snapped.

She looked innocent. “My clothes are in the dryer. I was going to get them.”

His expression softened right away. “Go back to bed. I’ll get them.”

She obeyed.

He went to get the clothes for her.

When Tyrone took the last piece of clothing from the dryer, his breath paused for a second.

His eyes, darkened by restless desire, fixed on the white panties hung from his finger.

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He could hear his own heartbeat pounding in his ears.

He was 22 years old. Having sexual urges was perfectly normal.

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He took several deep breaths in a row, forcing himself to steady his thoughts. Then he wrapped her underwear together with the rest, hiding it from sight, and carried it back to her.

As he straightened the bed, both of them noticed a small damp spot on the sheet.

Aella pointed at it. Before she could say anything, Tyrone reacted quickly.

He tossed the blanket over it and stripped the bed in one swift motion.

He remade it neatly, one sheet beneath her, one blanket over her. “You have school tomorrow,” he said. “Get some sleep.”

Aella hooked her arm around Tyrone’s and wouldn’t let him leave. “Then you’re not allowed to go.”

Tyrone gave a quiet grunt.

They lay back down together, sharing the same blanket.

Happy at last, Aella curled up beside him and soon fell asleep.

After she was asleep, Tyrone went into the study.

He spent the whole night having people gather information about the Reid Group’s current situation. It was nearly dawn when he finally returned to the bedroom.

At exactly six in the morning, Aella’s alarm went off.

She mumbled and refused to get up.

Tyrone turned off the alarm and looked at the sleeping Aella beside him.

Her sleeping posture was terrible.

Almost the entire night, she had been sprawled across him.

Watching her sleep so soundly in his arms, Tyrone couldn’t help lowering his head.

But the moment his lips brushed against her hair, he suddenly stopped and calmed himself down.