Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas) novel Chapter 628

For some reason, hearing Nicholas say this made me feel both anxious and afraid. I feared it might be a trap, that if I relaxed even slightly, I would fall back into the mud. The completely enclosed space made it hard to breathe, and I desperately wanted to leave.

"Nicholas, you…" It felt awkward to bring this up, but I had no choice.

"Don't you have the photos? Just look at them." My voice grew lower until I could barely hear myself.

Behind me, his breath became heavy and suggestive, making my face turn even redder than the paused scene on the screen.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my waist, and I couldn't help but gasp.

Nicholas had given me a squeeze on my waist as punishment. When I cried out, it seemed to startle him, and his hand on my waist trembled.

He exhaled sharply, obviously flustered.

"Even if it's a photo of you, it couldn't even compare to a single strand of hair. You smell so sweet, your skin is so soft. I don't even like desserts, but I can't get enough of you…"

His sultry words lingered in my ears, and all I wanted was to escape. But my legs had betrayed me, becoming weak.

"S-Stop saying…"

I couldn't see him, but my mind conjured the scene behind me. Was his shirt already undone, revealing his toned chest? Or was it loosely draped over him, teasingly concealing and revealing?

I knocked on my own head, cursing my thoughts.

Nicholas chuckled softly. "And you still claim you don't love me?"

"Shut up!" I felt awkward as if I had been caught red-handed. "I don't love you!"

"Then why are you blushing? It's just a man doing what men do. If it were anyone else on the street, you'd probably spit on him and walk away. But because it's me, you're flustered."

"Don't flatter yourself. I'm not!"