Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1180

But right at that moment, the sound of footsteps echoed from the hallway.

Lizetta immediately recognized the heavy tread—it was Grandpa Nelson, and he was walking straight toward her room.

Her eyes flew open, her face burning crimson with panic. She frantically slapped at the man's broad shoulders.

When he ignored her, she resorted to yanking his hair again.

"Mmm... my grand... mmm!"

She tried to force the words out, but Remington caught both of her wrists, pinned them above her head against the door, and pressed his body flush against hers.

Lizetta was forced to stand perfectly straight, their bodies melded together seamlessly.

Her eyes widened in shock. Before she could make a sound, the man finally pulled back, breaking the kiss.

Lizetta gasped for air, but before she could even sigh in relief, his lips brushed against hers, his breath scorching hot as he whispered.

"Shh. He's here."

His voice was incredibly low and husky. Before Lizetta could process his words, his mouth crashed down on hers again, kissing her even deeper, refusing to let her go.

At the exact same time, she heard Nelson's footsteps stop right outside her bedroom door.

Her grandfather was standing inches away on the other side of the wood!

The realization sent a terrifying jolt through her spine.

She stared at Remington, convinced he had completely lost his mind.

Her grandfather already hated him enough to kill him, and now he was pulling a stunt like this?!

Was this his reckless way of punishing her just because she mentioned breaking up?

Her eyes were filled with sheer terror, yet she didn't dare struggle enough to make a sound. She settled for biting his lip as a warning.

But Remington acted as if he felt absolutely no pain. Instead, he deepened the kiss with a maddening intensity, even letting out soft, suggestive sounds of approval.

The footsteps shifted slightly.

And then...

*Knock, knock.*

Nelson was knocking on the door!

Unable to handle the sheer sensory overload, Lizetta let out a sharp, involuntary gasp.

Whether Nelson had heard it or not, his stern voice instantly rang out from the other side of the door.

"Liz?"

Her eyes widened in pure horror. She lifted her foot and stomped her heel violently into Remington's instep, grinding it down for good measure.

That finally made him step back.

Free at last, Lizetta shot him a furious glare before grabbing his arm and dragging him toward the en-suite bathroom.

"Liz, I'm coming in."

Panicking, Lizetta shoved Remington into the bathroom and aggressively pointed for him to hide, simultaneously smoothing down her rumpled clothes and running a hand through her messy hair.

"Grandpa..."

In the very last second before Nelson turned the handle, Lizetta dashed to the door and yanked it open herself. She called out his name, her voice laced with guilt.

She didn't dare meet his eyes, swiftly greeting him before dropping her gaze to the floor.