You’ll Fall for Me, Today or Tomorrow novel Chapter 86

Matthew’s dark eyes gleamed when they landed on Clarissa’s body, as desire emerged within the depths of his gaze.

She was torn between explaining herself and wrapping some clothes around her body first.

However, Matthew snatched the choice out of her hands.

He strode toward her and leaned down, smashing his lips onto hers and running his hands all over her body before she could speak.

Clarissa’s protests were muffled as she tried to resist him, but it only prompted him to tighten his hold on her and become more unrestrained in his actions.

After a long time, her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. Her lips were swollen. All in all, she looked extremely pitiful.

She stared at Matthew with an accusatory glint in her eyes. Unbeknownst to her, the way she looked right now intensified his desire to conquer her.

Leaning down again, his hot breath tickled her lips before he bit down.

He finally relented when the woman whimpered in pain.

Clarissa forcefully shoved him away. Her body was half-exposed, which proved dangerous when within the vicinity of this man. Without a second’s delay, she ran into the room and changed into long-sleeved pajamas.

Naturally, she managed to untangle herself from him only because he allowed it.

When she emerged again, Matthew was sitting lazily on the sofa with his shirt collar wide open and his long legs elegantly crossed. Sensing her presence, he lifted his gaze to her, beckoning her in a rich and seductive voice, “Come here, Clare.”

Clarissa obediently padded over, but sat across from him to create a safe distance between them.

Matthew’s lips tugged upward, and he chuckled softly as his scorching gaze landed on her.

Feeling restless, Clarissa kept fidgeting in her seat. In the end, she snatched up the tablet and held it in front of her, ignoring him altogether.

Besides the sound of the variety show playing on the tablet, silence was their only companion.

Finally, Clarissa could no longer take the weight of his gaze.

She placed the tablet back down and glared daggers at him.

“What exactly are you looking at?”

Matthew smiled cryptically and narrowed his eyes a fraction. With a hand supporting his chin, he answered in a deep voice, “You.”

Yeah, no sh*t.

Of course she knew he was looking at her.

“What I meant was, why are you looking at me like that? What’s so nice to look at?”

He raised his brows as his eyes darkened with amusement.

“Aren’t you nice to look at?”

She was inarticulate for a moment before blurting out, “Lame!”

Blushing furiously, Clarissa shot up from her seat, trying her best to conceal her red cheeks as she swiveled around to go back to the bedroom. Before long, Matthew followed in after her.

She wasn’t naïve to think that he would leave tonight. In fact, she had come to terms with it.

Truth be told, his embrace gave her a sense of security if he didn’t start getting handsy with her.

Given that they were spending the whole night in the same bed, Matthew felt he had to do right by the gorgeous lady in his arms.

In the end, Clarissa couldn’t help but retort, “Just how did you survive the last thirty years or so of your life? People even said that you’re a master of self-control? More like master of hiding your true colors.”

She poked his chest and glared fiercely at him. However, she looked charming and adorable rather than intimidating.

Matthew couldn’t help but admire his self-restraint. With such an appealing woman in his arms, it was a wonder he could still refrain from forcing himself on her.

He ran his hands down her back and said in a husky voice, “I wasn’t hiding my true colors. It’s just that a pretty little vixen like you has never appeared in my life.”

“Pfft… So I’m a vixen now?”

Clarissa couldn’t stifle her laughter. “I’m a good girl, mind you. You’re the shameless one, Uncle Matthew. Back then, I didn’t even think about you that way.”

“Oh, really? Not at all? Then why did you keep showing up in front of me? And dressed so seductively at that too.”

“Se… Seductive? Me? No, wait. That’s not the point. The point is, since when did I show up in front of you? That was all just a coincidence! A coincidence!”

Clarissa emphasized the last word, unable to take this sort of accusation lying down.

“Matthew, you can’t still be thinking that I approached you on purpose, right?”

Clarissa was upset when she thought about this. She sat up in bed, wanting to make things clear once and for all.

Matthew broke into a cryptic smile as he folded his arms behind his head.

“It wasn’t you. I was the one who approached you on purpose.”

He didn’t sound like he meant it at all.

Clarissa wrinkled her nose and curled her lips in anger. After a loud harrumph, she turned around and lay down on the bed again, so that her back was to him.

When he hugged her from behind, she shook his arms away unhappily.

Matthew chuckled and gently kissed the top of her head before drifting off into a deep slumber.

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