The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 Obedient To His Girlfriend

To Corrine’s surprise, Nate suddenly slid his arm around her delicate waist, pulling her effortlessly into his warm embrace.

The cool, earthy scent of him wrapped around her, as though the very air was infused with his presence.

Startled, Corrine instinctively clung to him, their bodies pressed together with undeniable closeness. Even through the light fabric of their clothes, she could feel the searing heat radiating off him.

Every breath he took felt different, laden with an unusual warmth that seemed to seep into her skin.

His warm breath fanned across her face, brushing against the strands of hair at her temples. The gentle caress made her fingertips curl and a faint blush crept up her ears, betraying her flustered state.

Feeling a rush of unease, she pushed gently against his chest. “I’ll go get you some medicine.”

“Don’t move.” Nate’s husky voice washed over her, a simple command that held both a coaxing sweetness and an undeniable authority.

Corrine stopped struggling, allowing herself to be held like a compliant doll, her body slowly yielding to the pull of his embrace.

Perhaps sensing her surrender, Nate’s grip on her waist softened slightly. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice low and intimate. “My Corrine is so obedient.”

As he spoke, he nuzzled into the crook of her neck, the action tender and possessive, like a puppy seeking affection.

His hair tickled her, and she couldn’t suppress the instinct to shrink back, pushing against his shoulder. “It tickles.”

For a moment, she nearly fell out of his arms, the shock making her face pale.

Instinctively, she reached out, hooking her arms around his neck, barely managing to keep her balance.

Nate tightened his hold around her waist, his voice taking on a playful, seductive edge. “Darling, are you trying to tempt me by throwing yourself at me first thing in the morning?”

His voice, already deep and husky, now had a teasing rasp, a soft tug at her heart, impossible to resist.

“You were the one being improper.” Corrine glared at him, her face flushed with both anger and embarrassment, attempting to pull away and make her escape.

“Don’t move!” Nate’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he spoke, his jawline tight, betraying a flicker of restraint that only heightened the tension between them.

Corrine felt the shift in his body, her face flushing a deep crimson. She froze, not daring to make a sound or stir even the slightest bit.

After a long, heavy pause, she finally asked, her voice soft and uncertain, “Are you okay?”

“Corrine, let me remind you… I’m a normal man.” Nate’s gaze darkened as he met her eyes, his fingers brushing the stray hair behind her ear, his touch both intimate and careful. “Don’t worry, I won’t force you.”

His fingers, with their strong, defined joints, slid behind her ear, their caress lingering longer than intended, teasing her skin with a subtle, almost playful pressure.

“Then behave and take your medicine.” Corrine swatted his hand away, pulling herself free from his embrace. She swiftly reached for the medicine on the table. “Take it quickly, or the fever will get worse.”

Nate glanced at the colorful pills before him, his brow furrowing as he dismissed them with a slight shake of his head. “It’s just a little bug. It’ll get better on its own.”

“Take the medicine now, or what if the fever fries your brain?” Concern flickered across Corrine’s face, her voice edged with a growing sense of urgency.

“Feed it to me.”