Chapter 33 Her Gentle Touch
At the same time, a heavy force slammed into Greg.
Thud! Greg let out a scream and instinctively let go of Rebecca, crashing backward into the flowerbed behind him.
Rebecca fell into a broad chest. Only then did she come to her senses. She looked up and saw a tall, noble figure bathed in morning light, standing with his back to it like an angel descending from the heavens. His face, shadowed by the light, looked mysterious and deep. Devastatingly handsome.
Nathan
Nathan’s sharp gaze swept over Rebecca, confirming she wasn’t hurt, before shifting coldly toward Greg like he was already a dead man.
“Looks like yesterday’s punishment wasn’t nearly enough.”
His voice was icy, cruel–like a king mocking the lowest of peasants.
Greg was stunned. “It was you? You’re the one who punished me? He’d thought it was Sebastian….
Nathan sneered, pulled out his phone, and called Mike. “Get to the villa and arrest Greg within three minutes.”
So it really was him!
Greg burned with rage. So what if he touched a woman? Rich men chased novelty all the time. But because of this man, his business and his future were ruined. His entire life was gone.
Screw it. If he was going to die, he’d take them both down.
“You’re both gonna die!!
Greg charged at Nathan and Rebecca with the knife in hand.
This disgusting fat pig really was like an unkillable cockroach.
Rebecca pulled out her stun baton and struck toward him-
But before she could move, a strong force yanked her behind him. In an instant, she was being shielded. The man’s tall figure stood between her and danger.
It felt like a warm, towering wall had wrapped itself around her. A feeling she hadn’t known since Maverick left her. And now….
Nathant
Nathan’s face was cold. He raised his brow and kicked hard at Greg.
The blow landed in Greg’s stomach. He grunted, but maybe he’d gone mad, or maybe it was just a dying man’s last burst of strength–he wouldn’s back down. He clung to Nathan, wildly slashing and stabbing
Slash! Nathan was caught off guard. A bloody gash opened on his leg.
He frowned, and while Greg was still riding high on adrenaline, Nathan struck back with full force.
Hang‘ Greg’s fat body collapsed. After two cries of pain, he passed out
Mike arrived just then and turned pale at the sight of Nathan’s injury. “I’m sorry, Nathan–I was late!”
Nathan’s sharp eyes swept coldly over him. “Mike. I’m starting to question your ability to handle anything”
His voice was ice. He was talking about Greg’s escape.
Chapter 33 Her Gentle Touch
Nathum a cold angular face didn’t change. He sard, voice freezing. Now’s not
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Hermund was full of what she’d just discovered about her sister. She didn’t even realize he was holding her hamt. How was
supposed to deal with this What her sister had been through, it must have been horrible.
What are you thinking about“”“” came the low, magnetic voice above her head.
Kettermaa kooked up in his handsome face and deep eyes, quickly shaking her head. “N–nothing?
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sunvely glanced at the tablet in his hand, her heart aching again. They weren’t close growing up, but she and her mostem were still blood. And as a woman- —than wis a nightmare,
Watu waw her pale lace looking at the tables. A flicker of something he didn’t even recognize in himself passed through in men—something like pay. He said. Don’t overthink it. Mike will handle it. Nothing that happened today will get out.
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liter autem delt warmth on the back of her hand. Looking down, she finally realized his large hand was still holding hers.
with faunt callus from work–signs of a mature man. Her heart fluttered nervously.
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give a soft grunt, unfastened his belt with practiced ease, and slipped off his suit pants Blood ran in strea leg. The wound was deeper than he’d thought. “Bring hot water first,” he said. He was a neat freak and couldn’t stand it
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Rebecca nodded, tumed—and froze,
There he was sitting on the bed without his pants. His Lgs were long lean, toned–rax masculine power. Her nose felt hot.
He’s perfect. The ultimate man An actual walking temptation.
Ligh—tokar the hell is terong with met That’s my sister’s fiance” He’s injured”
She shoved the thought down hard and ran into the attached bathroom
Soon, the returner ith a basin of was water.
“Don’t move. You might pull the wound. I do it” she said, placing the basin on the ground, wringing out a towel, and gently wiping his leg
She’d bathed Emma and cleaned mud of her a thousand times, so the movements came naturally. But as the blood was wiped away and the full wound was revealed, it made her heart ache.
Her hands grew lighter and lighter. her touch more and more careful.
Nathan’s deep eyes landed on her face. Something hazy and unfamiliar flickered in his gaze.
These past few days, he’d seen how carefully she took care of Marcus Now that same gentleness was directed at him- felt oddly strange
Like spring wind brushing past, like willow branches trailing through water. So very soft
Especially when her hand accidentally touched his skin–so light, so ticklish–it sent the blood in his veins surging uncontrollably.
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