Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 1182

"Put some ointment on his wounds and tell him to leave right away."

Lizetta was taken aback for a second before a smile broke across her face.

"I know, I know. You're all bark and no bite, Grandpa."

Nelson didn't reply, simply turning and heading into the room.

With a light step, Lizetta returned to her bedroom. Just as her fingers brushed the doorknob,

the door was suddenly yanked open. A familiar large hand reached out, clamped around her wrist, and pulled her roughly inside.

"Ah!"

She let out an involuntary gasp. A sharp sting flared on her forehead as she crashed into the man's solid chest.

Before she could gather her bearings, the floor vanished beneath her feet. Remington leaned down and scooped her into his arms.

She instinctively threw her arms around his neck.

She looked up, meeting his intense, overbearing gaze.

"You..."

"Shut up."

Lizetta barely had time to part her lips before he cut her off in a low, commanding tone.

He spun around with her in his arms, the hand supporting her waist suddenly slipping away.

Feeling herself drop, she panicked and clung even tighter to his neck.

Holding her effortlessly with one arm, Remington shifted backward.

Before she could process what he was doing, the sharp click of the deadbolt locking echoed through the room.

Her eyes widened in shock. "What are you doing?!"

It was broad daylight.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she met his profound, dark eyes.

A torrential storm of scalding desire raged within them.

His voice was husky. "Didn't you want to break up with me? Why are you rushing me to shower now? Why so tense just from a little touch? What exactly are you expecting, and what aren't you ready for?"

He cornered her with every word. Flushing red, she glared at him in frustration.

"Alright, fine! I'll tell you the truth. I was just teasing you earlier. I never actually wanted to break up. I... Hey! Why did you bite me again?!"

Before she could finish, he dipped his head and nipped her bare shoulder.

She was wearing loose loungewear, and their struggle had caused the neckline to slip dangerously low.

Half of her smooth shoulder was exposed, making it all too easy for him.

She let out a soft whimper of protest at the pain. Remington finally pulled back, looking at her.

"Teasing me? Heh, then you'd better be prepared to face the consequences when your little game goes too far."