The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 156

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Chapter 112: I Don’t See It That Way-2

It’s a simple gesture, but there’s something about the way he does it… Something deeply

masculine.

I swallow again, slower this time.

My gaze rises without me being able to help it, his straight, relaxed, but firm posture.

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His shoulders wide under the fabric of his shirt, which is now slightly adjusted by the way he

moves his arms.

His neck, his jawline marked as he looks down at what he’s doing.

Even the way his breathe… calm, constant.

Everything in him transmits that security that has always characterized him, that control, that

presence.

My eyes return to his hands, to the water sliding over his skin. To the foam that slowly disappears

as he rinses the dish.

And then I remember again… The way those same hands touched me a little while ago.

The heat, the firmness. I close my lips a little tighter.

My chest slowly rises with a deeper breath.

“Clara…”

His voice makes me react.

I look up immediately.

“Yes?”

“You stood still,” he says, looking at me with a slight curiosity.

I blink a couple of times.

“Just… I thought.”

He nods, without insisting. And he goes back to what he was doing. But I can’t stop looking at him

the same way. Because now… I’m not just seeing him.

I’m feeling him.

I swallow hard, because right now I want to see that hand inside my pants, just like it was a

moment ago.

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Should I ask him to do it? Do I wait a little longer? What if I just kiss him and that’s it?

I finished rinsing the dishes.

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The sound of water disappears when I turn off the tap and, for a moment, silence fills the kitchen

again. I dry my hands slowly, but I don’t stay there.

I take one step back, then another.

I walk away from the dishwasher, as if I needed distance… although in reality I know that is not

what I want. I stop, and I turn around.

My eyes go straight to him. Ethan continues with his back turned, finishing what was left pending. His figure occupies the space with a presence that is impossible to ignore.

He is tall, his back looks broad, firm under the fabric of his shirt. His shoulders… wide, safe.

It looks… imposing. And I… I feel small in front of him.

My breathing slows down as I watch him.

My lips barely part… and I end up biting them gently.

look at him from his shoulders… Going down his ba

Up to his arms. Even those hands that were on me a while ago.

I swallowed. And before I could think too I walked toward him.

My steps are smooth, almost silent, I stop right behind him. So close… That I can feel the warmth of his body again.

I raise my hands with some doubt… but only for a second. Because then I bring them closer to his

waist. And I slide them around him. I hug him.

I feel his body tense slightly at first.

He stops what he was doing.

“All right?” he asks, his voice a little lower.

I close my eyes. I rest my forehead gently on his back.

“Don’t say anything,” I whispered.

My arms fit a little tighter around him. I hug him more firmly.

I inhale his smell that fills my senses again.

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