No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218 Forbidden Lovers

Her back suddenly pressed against a warm, solid chest.

The other side of the mattress dipped slightly.

Mason … had actually followed the motion and laid down right behind Amelia!

A firm embrace gently enclosed her from behind.

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He made no unnecessary moves–only drew her into his protective space, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head.

His warm breath brushed her ear, carrying a soothing, almost comforting tickle.

Then, Amelia heard his low voice right by her ear, speaking quietly, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here with you.” Amelia froze completely.

Mason’s scent–mixed with the dampness of the rainy night–wrapped around her without leaving any space.

His heartbeat was steady and strong, thudding rhythmically against her back through the thin fabric.

It should have been reassuring–but in this intensely intimate position, it became a drumbeat that sent her into panic.

Amelia’s mind went blank, as if all her blood rushed to her head at once,

He was Mason.

Her adoptive brother in name.

How could he … lie so openly on her bed and hold her from behind like this?

“Mason…”

Amelia finally found her voice, but every word trembled. “What are you trying to do? Do you even know what our relationship is right now?”

Even without blood ties, this was the role they’d shared for nearly ten years.

And what he was doing now shattered that safety with his own hands, laying something dangerous and unfamiliar bare before her.

But the man behind her didn’t loosen his arms because of her questioning.

On the contrary, Amelia felt his arms tighten slightly, leaving no space at all between them.

His warm breath spilled against her neck, sending a shivering tickle through her.

“I know.

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“Then, just pretend I’m drunk.”

Drunk?

The excuse was so clumsy it made Amelia both angry and flustered.

There wasn’t a trace of alcohol on him–only the clean scent of shower gel.

His gaze, his movements, every word he spoke–he was perfectly clear–headed.

It was obviously a perfunctory brush–off.

Amelia bit hard on her lower lip, the pain sharpening her muddled thoughts.

She forced herself to sound firmer.

“I can’t pretend! Mason, let go of me!” She struggled, but he held her fast. “And … and don’t you have someone you like? Then why… why are you treating me like this?”

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But just as she reached the most crucial part of her question, a sudden clap of thunder drowned it out completely.

The window glass hummed with vibration, and Amelia shrank involuntarily,

Mason clearly hadn’t heard what she said.

He only felt the person in his arms start trembling again, his brows knitting tighter.

He lifted his other hand over her shoulder, his long fingers awkward but unusually gentle as he gathered her loose hair from the pillow.

His tone softened without him realizing it.

“You’re afraid of thunder. I’m helping you distract yourself.”

His fingertips brushed her cheek unintentionally, and the warmth made Amelia stiffen again.

Distract her?

Like this?

This was even more frightening and disorienting than the thunder itself.

As if sensing her resistance, Mason paused. The hand in her hair slid down slowly to her waist. His voice dropped lower, carrying a dangerous, tempting edge.

“Of course, if you think this still isn’t enough…”

He deliberately drew out the last words, scraping against her taut nerves. “…we could do something else.”

The implication was painfully obvious.

Goosebumps erupted along Amelia’s back.

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Alarms blared in her mind–her only thought was to escape.

She braced her elbow against the bed, trying to push herself up and out of his hold.

But the heavy cast on her left leg was the heaviest shackle, rendering all her struggles useless.

She had no ability to resist at all.

In desperation, she could only come up with an excuse she herself found flimsy.

“But if you press on me like this, my leg will hurt.”

What answered her was a soft chuckle from the man’s chest.

“Liar.”

Mason exposed her without mercy. “I haven’t touched your injured leg at all. How could it hurt?”

Not only did he not let go, but he also pulled her closer in a threatening way.

His voice carried a warning.

“Amelia, if you keep saying nonsense, then I really will do something else.”

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“After all, we’re not real siblings.” His lips brushed her ear as he spoke each word like a devil’s whisper. “On a

night like this–thunder and rain–being a pair of forbidden lovers doesn’t sound so bad.”

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