The Plane Tickets He Hoarded The Wife He Hid novel Chapter 275

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Blanche’s POV

In the flickering shadows, I forced myself to look Vincent in the eye.

My throat felt raw as I croaked, “You didn’t head

home?”

you

Vincent held my stare. “I did, but I was afraid might not show, so I came back to keep an eye on

you.”

He moved closer on purpose, putting on that tough front as he said, “If you hadn’t made it home, I would’ve torn Zain’s place apart tonight.”

I didn’t back away, letting Vincent’s gentle heat surround me, though the darkness hid his face and that fake menace from view.

I couldn’t make him out clearly–and in this blackness, he couldn’t see me either.

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Our eyes met and held in the murky light, both of us adrift and unsure in the wavering shadows.

I knew the hour was getting really late, so I brushed past Vincent’s presence and said, “Just head home.”

The second he heard that, Vincent fired back, “Not happening. I just showed up. I’m not going anywhere.”

While he spoke, he pressed his head against me, chasing my warmth.

Vincent raised his eyes–and right then, he spotted the glistening tears pooling in my eyes.

That brief moment left him speechless, his thoughts scattered for an instant.

All at once, Vincent bolted upright and groped for the light switch, bathing the room in brightness. As he

spun around, I—almost by instinct–turned my face from him.

At the same moment, I quickly brushed away the tears in my eyes.

Vincent caught it all–every tear, every tremor. He

stepped closer and gripped my hand more tightly, his

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voice thick with concern as he asked, “Hey, what’s with

the tears?”

I shook my head, trying to brush it off. “I’m okay. Just had a nightmare.”

He stretched out his hand, softly brushing the tears from my eyes with his warm thumb. His voice gentler now, he asked quietly, “What was the dream about?”

But I didn’t want to dive into that. I shook my head

once more. “It’s nothing.”

Vincent wasn’t backing down though. His voice turned sharp as he pressed, “Tell me!”

I dropped my gaze, my voice barely audible. “Vincent, I just want to get some sleep.”

Vincent’s grip on my hand grew firmer, that fierce edge creeping back in. “Don’t even think about falling asleep.”

I fought back as I sank onto the bed, but Vincent held tight and wouldn’t release me.

During the struggle, he got pulled down with me and crashed onto the bed too.

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I wound up flat on my back, with Vincent pressed against me, his body looming over mine.

Afraid he might crush me, Vincent quickly propped himself up with his hands, one planted on each side of

1. me.

My breathing turned quick and ragged, my heart hammering wildly from panic. With each anxious breath, my chest grazed against Vincent, our bodies accidentally intimate.

Vincent held himself above me, hands braced on either side as he gazed down at my face. Seeing me all rattled and vulnerable, he purposely leaned closer, shrinking the gap between us.

Right then, his breath, his scent, everything about him seemed to slam into me at once.

For a heartbeat, I felt like my thoughts just vanished.

When I finally came back to myself, my voice came out soft and teasing, almost like I was playing with

Vincent.

“Vincent, could you get off me for a second?” I said, my

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tone sweet and begging.

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Vincent’s POV

My eyes roamed hungrily over Blanche’s face, slipped down the elegant curve of her collarbone, and then boldly followed the shape of her chest, rising and falling so temptingly beneath me.

In that moment, my stare turned savage–my pupils almost glowing red, like some primal hunger had seized me.

She immediately sensed my burning gaze and threw her arms across her chest, yelling at me with furious embarrassment, “Vincent!”

But I acted like I hadn’t heard anything. I grabbed her hands, leaned so close my lips hovered just above hers –but at the final moment, I paused, a charged silence stretching between us.

I stared into Blanche’s eyes, my own growing hazy with feeling, every word sincere and raw.

“Sweetheart, can I?”

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Blanche caught the need and longing flashing in my eyes, and terror made her squirm, fighting to break free–but my hands wouldn’t release her.

Finally, exhausted and powerless, she quit struggling and stared up at me, her voice panicked and frightened. “Vincent, no. We can’t.”

My forehead creased, pain filling my eyes as I

whispered softly, “Are you really gonna let me hurt like this?”

Blanche was so terrified she nearly screamed, her voice shaking as she demanded, “Then just tell me- what do you want me to do?”

Right then, I dropped my head and buried my face in the curve of Blanche’s neck.

I was careful not to rest any weight on her and, in a gentle voice, murmured, “I just want to sleep next to you.”

Blanche’s eyes went huge, a panicked expression crossing her face as she stuttered, “J–Just that?”

I raised my head, met her eyes, and smiled, my gaze

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full of playful trouble. “What else did you think I meant? What kind of thoughts were you having?”

Blanche’s face instantly flushed deep red. She looked away, stammering, “I–I wasn’t thinking about

anything!”

I grinned, my tone confident and teasing. “Come on, that blush gives you away. I know exactly what’s in your head.”

Blanche hurried to defend herself, her voice still shaking. “No way! I wasn’t thinking anything!”

Seeing her all worked up, I just smirked, slipped right beside her, and with my long arms, pulled Blanche into my hold like it was the most obvious thing ever.

Before she could even process it, my warm, playful voice brushed her ear: “Sweetheart, I totally know what’s going through that mind of yours.

But chill–unless you give the okay, I’d never try anything, alright?”

Blanche’s POV

I finally let out a relieved breath and gave Vincent a

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small push. “Then let me go,” I said, not quite managing to hide the playfulness in my voice.

But instead of releasing me, Vincent just drew me closer, holding me firmly. “Just sleep,” he said softly. “With me here, you don’t need to worry about anything.”

Hearing that, I melted in his arms, not fighting anymore–almost soothed by his embrace.

I let him hold me, and in that rare peaceful moment, tears silently rolled down my cheeks again.

Vincent had no clue what was eating at me, but he could sense my heart was heavy.

Without saying anything, he slipped his hand under my neck and gently pulled me even closer, holding me tight.

So there I stayed, completely enveloped in Vincent’s embrace, secure and protected in his arms.

Curled up in his warm hold, I fell asleep quickly.

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Vincent held Blanche close, and soon after, he too drifted into peaceful sleep.

That night, both of them slept deeply, wrapped in each other’s arms.

By early morning, both were still sound asleep, nestled together and unaware of the world.

But then, the bedroom door burst open hurriedly and Amber’s worried voice called out, “Blanche, Camila’s

still—”

But before she could finish, her voice died in her

throat.

Realizing what she’d walked into, Amber quickly backed out of the room, whispering, “I–I didn’t see anything, I swear!”

Just as the door clicked shut, Quinton’s voice boomed out, curious and slightly confused. “What’s

happening?”

Amber quickly pressed a finger to her lips, motioning him to stay quiet. Then she walked over to Quinton and lightly slapped his arm. “Vincent’s in there,” she

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whispered.

Quinton burst out, caught off guard and somewhat irritated, “What?”

Amber grabbed him and pulled him into the bedroom, slapping her hand over his mouth. “Quiet!

Don’t cause such a commotion–why are you shouting like that?”

Quinton pushed Amber’s hand away, frowning.

“She’s being so shameless!”

Amber’s eyes blazed and she snapped back in a low, fierce voice, “You don’t even know what happened, so quit running your mouth!”

Quinton rolled his eyes at her. “You’re just enabling her.”