Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 765

Chapter 765 Don’t Hold Back

Chapter 765 Don’t Hold Back

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Claudia’s face was flushed from the wine. She swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on Harold standing in front of her–not the crowd behind.

She wasn’t scared of them; she was worried about causing trouble for him.

“I did it,” she said, her voice steadier than she felt.

Harold gave a low hum of acknowledgment. “You went too easy on them. Next time, don’t hold back.”

“Huh?”

Claudia looked up, her bright eyes wide with surprise.

Around them, people stared. Harold–tough, rugged, all sharp edges–was speaking to her like that?

It didn’t seem real.

“You hurt anywhere?” Harold’s voice pulled her back.

Claudia just stood there, mind blank.

He wasn’t angry? Wasn’t worried she’d dragged him into this?

When she didn’t answer, Harold reached for the hand still clutching the stick.

Her fingers were cold, clenched tight.

At his touch, she let go instinctively. The back of her hand brushed against his rough skin, warm almost to the point of burning.

Her heart, already racing, kicked up another notch.

Harold leaned the stick back against the wall, his eyes never leaving hers. Then he pulled her into his arms.

Claudia stiffened, pressed firmly against him.

God, he’s so warm—

And everyone was watching. This was beyond embarrassing.

One of his arms wrapped around her shoulders, the other resting lightly on her waist. She could feel the steady thump of his heartbeat through his chest. His hand on her side seemed to brand her through the fabric of her dress.

Then, a low vibration against her ear as he spoke.

“You. Come here.” He was talking to Loretta.

Claudia tried to ease back, but his hold tightened.

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Chapter 765 Don’t Hold Back

“Don’t move…” he murmured, his voice dropping so only she could hear.

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His breath brushed her ear, turning the lobe pink. She stayed still, barely breathing.

Loretta approached nervously, fists clenched. The onlookers shifted aside, giving space.

Harold tilted his head slightly–then his hand shot out, closing around Loretta’s throat.

A choked gasp escaped her. Her hands fluttered weakly, beating at his wrist like trapped wings. The pressure on her neck felt brutal, final.

No one had seen this side of Harold up close. Moments ago, his tone had been almost gentle. Now, the darkness in him was plain.

Nora, panicking, waved off the two security guards. Loretta’s brothers looked frozen, faces pale.

Harold had been known for his short fuse since grade school–through high school, then college. Half the local cops recognized his name. And with the Cross family’s standing in Nevaske City, nobody was going to step in now.

“Forget what I told you?” Harold’s eyes were dark, but his voice stayed dangerously calm.

In his arms, Claudia felt the tension coiling through him. The solid wall of his chest tightened almost imperceptibly. She heard the faint crack of his knuckles.

“I… remember…” Loretta forced out, her face purpling, breaths growing shallow.

Harold’s mouth curved, not quite a smile. His sharp gaze cut toward her brothers, who shrank back as if staring at the devil.

He loosened his grip slightly, returning his hand to Claudia’s waist.

She shivered, fingers twisting tightly into his shirt without realizing it.

Loretta crumpled to the ground, scrambling backward. Her brothers hurried to help her up, and they all but fled.

Nora took the hint, slipping away with an awkward glance around.

Alone now, Harold dipped his head, breathing in the scent of Claudia’s hair.

“I’m hungry,” he said, his voice rough above her.

Claudia blinked, coming back to herself. Cautiously, she tried to step back, but his hand remained firm on the small of her back.

And there, on his white shirt–a faint smudge of peach–red lipstick.

Harold’s eyes dropped to the stain.

He liked holding her. She was soft, small, fitted against him just right.

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