She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 944

The hot water cascaded down her hair, pooling at her collarbone before tracing the elegant curves of her body.

The bathroom lights made her flawless skin look almost luminous. Hank's Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze darkening with raw desire.

"She's dead to the world," he murmured. "I missed you."

His hand cupped her cheek. Startled by the burning intensity in his eyes, Giselle instinctively tried to step back, but her bare shoulders hit the cold tiles. There was nowhere left to run.

"Hank, stop it. My mom is literally sleeping next door!" She turned her head, pushing weakly against his broad shoulders, but her strength was nothing against his solid frame.

"Right here," Hank whispered against the sensitive skin of her neck.

The thrilling, forbidden risk of her mother and daughter being just steps away amplified the secret intimacy to a breaking point.

The atmosphere in the steamy room ignited.

Giselle's hands ultimately gripped his broad, muscular shoulders.

The veins on Hank's forehead pulsed as the temperature in the bathroom skyrocketed, the thick steam blurring the mirrors and masking the breathless shadows of the night.

"You're insane," she breathed out.

"Only for you," he rasped.

A few days later, Giselle carefully selected several premium gifts and took Gigi to the Lonsdale family estate.

The car pulled up to the grand wrought-iron gates, where the head butler was already waiting.

Seeing them step out, his face broke into a wide, welcoming smile. "Ms. Turner, you're finally here! Gordon and Loyce have been talking about you for days."

Giselle offered a polite nod, taking Gigi's hand as they walked inside.

Gigi wore a pink dress, her hair tied in two little buns. Her big, bright eyes took in the luxurious surroundings with innocent curiosity.

"Mommy, who are we going to see?"

"Your great-grandpa, your uncles, and your aunt," Giselle explained softly.

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