No Second Baby No You Only Divorce (Scarlett and Vincent) novel Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Trapped in the Car

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Damian turned to look at her, making no attempt to conceal the open admiration in his gaze. A slow, knowing smile curved his lips, and he pressed them together as if savoring a secret.

The longer he stared, the more his restraint seemed to waver. He leaned in closer, closing the distance between them, and took a deliberate, deep breath, inhaling the subtle scent of her perfume.

Scarlett noticed his advance and instinctively tried to pull away, but in her haste, the back of her head bumped sharply against the car’s roof liner.

“Ouch…” she groaned, a sharp intake of breath following the dull thud.”

Simultaneously, Damian closed the remaining gap, his larger frame effectively trapping her in the confined space of the passenger seat.

He didn’t speak. Instead, his hand came up, his fingers gently massaging the spot on her head where she had

hit it.

As Scarlett registered that he wasn’t attempting anything more invasive, she suddenly remembered she was still in the middle of a phone call with Vincent.

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But before she could utter another word into the receiver, the line emitted a sharp, definitive beep-the sound of a call being terminated.

Vincent had hung up. To his ears, that soft, pained gasp had sounded suspiciously like the kind of muffled moan people make during an intimate moment.

Clearly, from his perspective, his call had interrupted something he was never meant to hear.

Vincent ended the call, and Scarlett didn’t bother redialing. She looked at Damian’s face, illuminated by the dim ambient light, and said firmly, “Mr. Langley, please conduct yourself appropriately.”

Damian didn’t retreat. Instead, his fingers gently lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his deep, penetrating gaze. His voice was low, laced with a magnetic, almost hypnotic charm. “What’s the matter? Don’t you like my attention?”

Scarlett pushed against his chest. “I’m going back.”

She fumbled for the door handle, her movements hurried.

She never should have agreed to meet tonight. She knew how dangerous Damian could be, yet she had come anyway.

But Damian’s hand shot out, capturing hers and turning her back toward him. “There’s a surprisingly decent hotel in this town. Very private. You could scream your lungs out, and no one would hear a thing,” he murmured, his voice a suggestive whisper.

Scarlett’s face flushed a deep, burning crimson, the heat spreading to the tips of her ears. She glared at him. “You’re utterly shameless.”

Damian merely chuckled, the sound rich and unapologetic. “Doesn’t that make it more thrilling? Come on, be honest. Don’t you want to see what it would be like with me?”

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Damian was always like this-completely unfiltered, his words laced with bold, unabashed flirtation.

Even though Scarlett was a married woman with a child, he still couldn’t resist teasing her, pushing her boundaries.

If truth be told, he’d probably flirt with any female creature that crossed his path.

With a man like him, how much stock could anyone possibly put in his words?

But regardless of Damian’s character, he had helped her in the past. Scarlett had never forgotten those acts of kindness, few as they were.

She shrank back into the corner of the seat, feeling Damian’s presence loom over her like an immovable mountain.

He possessed a dangerously handsome face, but his heart was pure, unadulterated trouble.

Dealing with a man like this, Scarlett concluded that the only way to deflate his advances was through complete and utter indifference.

So, she shut her eyes tightly, pretending she hadn’t heard a single word he’d said.

The streetlights in the small town cast a weak, orange glow. This faint light spilled through the car window, falling directly onto Scarlett’s clean, delicate features.

With her eyes closed, her long eyelashes appeared even thicker and more pronounced, fluttering slightly as if betraying a nervous tremor.

Damian observed this, and a strangely gentle, almost tender smile unexpectedly softened his features.

He raised his hand, intending to smooth down a few stray strands of hair near her temple.

But the thought of how visibly apprehensive she was of him made him chuckle softly instead.

Was he really that intimidating?

Damian had always prided himself on being charming and sweet to women.

If a woman wasn’t conventionally pretty, he’d compliment her figure. If her figure wasn’t remarkable, he’d praise her eyes. If her eyes were plain, he’d admire her smile. If she never smiled, he’d call her an intriguing ice queen…

Women everywhere generally found him handsome, witty, and entertaining.

But Scarlett was the first who seemed genuinely, visibly afraid of him.

The thought amused him. Damian finally straightened up in his seat, relinquishing his intimidating posture and making no further move to touch her.

Just then, a figure materialized outside the car, and the passenger door was wrenched open.

“Scarlett, get out. Now.” It was Nolan.

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Scarlett’s eyes flew open at the sound of his voice. She immediately grabbed his outstretched hand and scrambled out of the car, her movements swift with relief.

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