Delete My Love for You novel Chapter 283

The rise and fall of Darren’s chest, the sharp definition of his abs—Charlotte was so close she could feel the heat radiating off him, hear his rough, uneven breathing at her ear.

His wild, seductive dance had left her cheeks burning, her heart hammering in her chest. The second her pulse rocketed past ninety, she lost her balance.

“Ah!”

Darren swept her up in his arms with effortless strength.

“Charlotte,” he said, his voice low and certain, “don’t pretend. You’ve already taken the bait.”

She had no words. Darren’s powerful arms held her close as he carried her through the silent restaurant corridor, heading toward the waiting black Rolls Royce parked outside.

The driver, ever discreet, had already swung open the rear passenger door.

Darren set her gently on the spacious back seat, then slid in beside her, closing the door with a solid, final thud that shut out the world.

“To the estate,” Darren ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

“Yes, Mr. Harrington,” the driver replied at once. Almost simultaneously, the privacy screen glided noiselessly up, sealing the backseat into a world of its own.

Charlotte barely had time to catch her breath before Darren was on her again, his body burning hot. One hand cradled the back of her head, the other wrapped tight around her waist, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. “Take a guess—how long did it take me to learn that dance?”

She looked away, flustered. “I… I have no idea.”

“Two days,” he murmured, voice rough. “Didn’t eat, didn’t sleep. All I could think about was dancing for you.”

He caught her hand, guiding it to the hard lines of his abs. His voice dropped to a teasing, hypnotic whisper. “Feel that? Still sore…”

A shiver ran through her at the electric contact.

Beneath her palm, his muscles felt like steel bands, brimming with power.

She tried to pull her hand away, but he only pressed it more firmly against his stomach.

“Why are you hiding from me?”

He chuckled softly, then kissed her—sudden, hungry, and overwhelming. The kiss had the pent-up intensity of desire denied too long, searing with possessive heat.

The air in the car turned thin and scorching.

Instinctively, Charlotte tried to push him away, but her resistance was feeble, more an invitation than a protest.

Darren caught the subtle invitation in her surrender, and his eyes darkened.

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