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She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 192

Pressed between the bathroom wall and Preston’s tall, solid body, Melanie’s chest heaved as she found it hard to breathe.

The last time Preston had forcibly kissed her was also in a bathroom.

The similar scene awakened a physical memory in Melanie, along with her sensitive senses.

This time, however, Preston didn't move with his usual aggressive intensity.

Their eyes met.

Melanie could clearly see the burning desire deep within Preston’s sharp, hawk-like eyes.

The steamy bathroom, the partially dressed man and woman, the ambiguous atmosphere…

All these factors seemed to create the perfect conditions for a spark to ignite between Melanie and Preston.

Preston’s right hand, still covered by the white silk glove, slowly rose. His fingertips gently brushed against Melanie’s cheek before tilting her chin up.

Everywhere Preston touched, her skin felt as if it were on fire, accompanied by an unbearable, tingling itch.

Preston gazed at Melanie, his usually cold eyes now seemingly coated with the hazy steam of the bathroom, becoming tender and affectionate, hiding the blazing fire of his desire deep within.

He was moving closer to Melanie, inch by inch…

Neither hurried nor slow.

Just as his sculpted lips were about to graze hers, Melanie’s clear voice shattered the charged atmosphere in the bathroom.

“You don’t have any side effects, do you?”

Preston’s body went stiff.

Melanie shrugged with a smile and pushed him away.

“If you really had those side effects, you wouldn’t be able to control yourself right now.”

Besides, she had scoured through all sorts of medical texts and literature, both ancient and modern, and had never found a case like Preston’s.

His test results after the blood draw at the hospital had been normal, and the medicine she gave him at the resort couldn't have left such a side effect.

Melanie couldn't figure it out, so she decided to test him directly.

Preston’s reaction was all the proof she needed—

He was faking it.

Seeing Melanie’s frown and annoyed expression, Preston’s eyes held a hint of apology.

But not much.

It was Preston who had deceived her and tried to take advantage of her, so why did it seem like she was the one who had played with his feelings and left him heartbroken?

While Melanie was still pondering this, Preston’s magnetic and firm voice filled the bathroom.

“I couldn’t wait any longer.”

“Couldn’t wait?”

Noticing that the gaze Preston fixed on her had shed its pretense and turned fiery hot, Melanie felt a primal instinct to escape.

This was the first time she felt that Preston was an extremely dangerous person.

In front of him, she was the prey.

If she didn’t escape quickly, she would be fiercely pounced upon by this beast and devoured whole.

Melanie’s thought of escape was never put into action, as Preston intercepted her.

With just one hand, Preston pinned both of Melanie’s wrists to the bathroom wall, holding them high above her head.

Melanie froze.

The bathroom fell silent.

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