The Ex-Con Who Conquered the World novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167 She Is Bold

Chapter 167 She Is Bold

If they were going to talk, Stefan figured they might as well sit together.

Traffic was light. He’d parked under some trees, so the inside of the car was dim.

The darkness gave everything a hazy, intimate feel.

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When Stefan slid in next to her, Eliza felt her heart skip. Her hands fidgeted in her lap. She looked almost shy.

But Eliza wasn’t the type to stay flustered for long. She looked straight at him and said softly, “Stefan… thank you.”

Stefan couldn’t help but smile, “Guess you forgot what I told you. You keep thanking me, and I’m gonna have to spank you.”

A blush crept across Eliza’s cheeks. “If it weren’t for you… I don’t even want to think about what would’ve happened to me.”

“Eliza, I never would’ve let that happen,” Stefan said. “You’re someone I actually care about.

“That’s why that contract got me so fired up. Finding out someone I care about was about to be sold? That crossed a line.”

“Stefan…” Her voice cracked. Her eyes glistened.

Eliza’d thrown herself at him, arms wrapping tight around his body.

It caught Stefan off guard. She was soft and warm in his arms—intoxicating.

Eliza held on tight, her body trembling.

Anyone watching might’ve thought Stefan had done something terrible.

He slid an arm around her waist. It was slender but curved just right, light, soft-perfect.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Stefan murmured. “You’re safe.”

Eliza lifted her face to look at him. Tears clung to her lashes. Her lips-full and red-parted slightly. Her breath came quick and warm.

Then she leaned in and kissed him. Soft lips pressed against his.

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Damn. She is bold.

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Stefan blinked, caught off guard. He hadn’t done anything special-just told her the truth. And here she was, moved to tears, kissing him like it meant something.

Guess sincerity really is the move. No games, just real.

Stefan wasn’t exactly a saint.

And even if he had been, three years in Dragon-Suppressing Prison would’ve fixed that.

So the whole “don’t take advantage of a vulnerable woman” thing? Yeah, that didn’t apply here.

Facing Eliza’s passionate kiss, Stefan responded with equal fervor.

His arm tightened around her waist as he matched her passion. He tasted her lips-soft, sweet —and something salty.

It was tears, still fresh on her mouth.

It reminded him of something he’d once heard.

A real man doesn’t just make a woman cry…

The temperature was rising inside the cramped car.

The AC was still running, but it was midsummer. Outside was a steam bath. Inside, they were pressed together, body heat building, and something else with it.

No amount of cold air could cool this down.

Stefan’s hand traveled up her back, tracing her spine, finding the nape of her neck. His fingers threaded through her thick hair, cradling her head.

Eliza’s lips parted slightly. In the dim streetlight filtering through the windows, they looked like roses in full bloom.

The world outside disappeared. There was only this-only them.

Rough breathing echoed through the car. Eliza’s eyes were closed. Her face was flushed now. Beads of sweat traced paths down her neck.

Her shirt clung to her skin, damp in places.

Thus, the outline gradually emerged, faint yet magnificent.

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Chapter 167 She Is Bold

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