Stand Me Up? I'll Marry His Billionaire Uncle novel Chapter 205

She pressed her small hands against his chest, trying to create some distance, but her feeble resistance only fueled his primal urge to conquer.

His kisses grew deeper, more urgent, more demanding.

Stellan’s hands tightened around her slender waist, as if he wanted to draw her right into himself, to make her a part of him.

The heat radiating from his body made Sunny’s mind go blank for a moment.

“N-no, we can’t,” she managed to whisper.

Only Stellan knew just how close he was to losing all control.

He held her soft, trembling form in his arms, his forehead resting in the crook of her neck as he struggled to catch his breath.

His teeth, sharp and glinting in the dim light, nipped at her delicate earlobe in a way that was both playful and wicked. “Honey, next time, I don’t think I’ll be so gentle. Will you let me?”

Flushed with embarrassment and annoyance, Sunny gave him a shove and darted out of the room, her footsteps echoing down the hallway.

Stellan brushed his thumb over his lips, savoring the lingering taste of her kiss.

It was time to choose a date. They needed to have that wedding.

—

Stellan left it to Sunny to draft the apology.

She sat at her computer, fingers cold as she typed out a lengthy, unsparing letter of remorse.

When that apology finally landed in Luna’s hands, Luna nearly tore it to shreds.

“Grandpa, Sunny definitely wrote this! She’s vicious—how could she slander me like this?”

Abbot couldn’t be bothered to play games with a granddaughter who wasn’t even related to him by blood. “If you won’t send it, you can just go abroad. You managed five years there before—you should be used to it by now.”

“In fact, since Tristan likes traveling abroad so much, you two can leave together. And unless I say otherwise, don’t bother coming back.”

At those words, Magnus and his wife blanched with fear.

“Dear friends and followers, my name is Luna. May I have a few minutes of your time. Out of jealousy and spite, on the 29th of this month, I conspired with others to lock Ms. Carrington in the restroom and behaved atrociously toward her. I now wish to offer a formal apology to Ms. Carrington on this social media platform.

I deeply regret my actions, and I will confront my own jealousy and malice. I promise never to harass Ms. Carrington again.

If I ever repeat this behavior, may I never know peace…”

[Wait, isn’t this the pampered wife of the Lawson Corporation’s heir? Who did she cross this time?]

[This apology video looks like she’s being held hostage. She’s about to cry.]

[Who is this Ms. Carrington, anyway? Must have some serious connections if she can get Mr. Lawson’s sweetheart to apologize.]

[Honestly, this Luna is a real piece of work. Didn’t she get caught plagiarizing before, too?]

Sunny closed the comment section, a small, satisfied smile curving her lips.

The air felt especially crisp and clean today.