Henrietta stayed silent for a heartbeat, ready to pull her arm back.
But Yosef's hand clamped down over hers. "My skin is cold," he murmured.
She stiffened, entirely caught off guard.
He was just cold... He was afraid of freezing her?
Those few words instantly tugged at her heartstrings.
A warm flutter of affection bloomed in her chest.
Henrietta furrowed her brow slightly, giving a soft sound of acknowledgment.
But she genuinely despised this emotional rollercoaster.
One tiny shift of his muscles made her stomach drop, and a single reassurance made her heart soar.
She was acting like a total lunatic.
She was about to release her grip and roll back over to sleep when Yosef turned around and pulled her tightly against his chest.
He captured her lips in a kiss that was achingly tender yet devastatingly deep.
His large hands began to trace the curves of her body.
Henrietta didn't push him away. Instead, she leaned into the touch, responding openly and welcoming his heat.
She decided to just let it be. She needed to be more broad-minded, more pragmatic about the situation.
Love and messy emotions didn't matter. They were irrelevant. She needed to return to her usual cool, unbothered self.
As the seductive tension peaked, Yosef hovered by her ear. Moving sensually against her, his voice broke into a raw rasp. "Henrietta, let's keep things as respectful partners, okay?"
Lost in the haze of pleasure, Henrietta went completely rigid.
His tone was low, carrying the undeniable weight of a desperate plea.
It was subtle, almost imperceptible, but it was there.
It hit her then—maybe she had pushed too far when it came to Britney.
She had been petty, overly sensitive, entirely too demanding, and far too emotional.
So now... he was pulling back.
His gentle 'plea' right now was undoubtedly a harsh reminder and a warning.
Plus, back when they first met, Yosef had been brutally honest.
He had dumped Britney because she was too dramatic, too emotionally exhausting.
It was obvious he absolutely despised women like that.
He had chosen her... precisely because she was cool, aloof, composed, and practical enough to look at the bigger picture.
Coming home today to find his ex-girlfriend lounging in their living room would have set most wives off. Even if they didn't blow up, they would have thrown a massive attitude and made snide remarks.
Fortunately, she had kept her cool. When Britney eventually made that phone call regarding business, it proved that keeping her temper in check was the right move.
Otherwise... she would have ruined everything!
"Okay." Henrietta looped her arms around Yosef's neck. "A promise is a promise. I will honor our agreement."
In the heat of their passion, her voice came out soft, breathy, and incredibly seductive.
But beneath the allure, there was an unshakeable resolve to stick to their deal.

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