The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 318

Chapter 318 Crossing the Line

Chapter 318 Crossing the Line

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James laid her down carefully on the bed in his master bedroom, then grabbed the first–aid kit and came back to treat her wounds.

“James, it’s okay,” Lily said softly. “You don’t have to go through the trouble. I can handle it myself.”

She already felt like she’d crossed a line tonight, clinging to him the way she had. There was no way she’d let him tend to her injuries too.

But before she could even reach for the cotton swab in his hand, he cut her off with a cool, commanding voice.

“Sit still. Don’t move.”

She froze. His tone didn’t leave room for argument. She sat quietly at the edge of the bed, like a kid in trouble, and let him clean the scratches on her neck.

Her pale skin made the red marks stand out even more.

Fortunately, the scratches weren’t deep, and the bleeding had stopped.

After he finished treating her wounds, James was about to set the first–aid kit aside–until he noticed her eyes. Her eyes were swollen and red.

Her nose was pink, too. It was obvious she’d been through a lot tonight.

And then there were her lips–rosy, trembling, soft.

Those lips were dangerous. The kind that could drive a man insane.

He knew he should stay away. He was supposed to keep his distance. After all, they were heading for divorce. It was already decided.

But his feelings pulled him in, hard and fast, refusing to let go. Emotion surged through him, raw and overwhelming.

He tried–he really tried—to look away.

But the self–control he prided himself on shattered in an instant.

And then he snapped. Without thinking, he pulled her into his arms and crushed his mouth against hers, kissing her hard–like he couldn’t help himself.

“James…”

Lily’s eyes flew wide in shock.

She hadn’t expected it–not when he’d been treating her so carefully just moments before.

She knew James wasn’t someone who craved physical affection. He usually hated being touched- especially by women. On any normal day, he’d never kiss her like this–so raw and out of control.

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Chapter 318 Crossing the Line

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She knew exactly what this was–another wave from the aftereffects of that drug Wesley had poisoned him with. The side effects hit at random and with brutal force.

He probably wasn’t fully in control of himself right now. If she kissed him back–if she wrapped her arms around him–it would be taking advantage of the situation.

They were supposed to file for divorce as soon as his grandfather gave the nod. That was the plan. He wasn’t hers anymore. She had no right.

But the truth was–she was falling for him. More and more every day. She couldn’t get enough of the warmth he gave her–physically and emotionally. It was addictive.

Maybe it made her selfish. Maybe it made her shameless. Whatever it was, she didn’t want to push him

away.

Just this once, before they went their separate ways, she wanted to be selfish. Before they signed the papers, she wanted to hold him close and feel what it was like to belong to him.

She hesitated for a second, then slowly, carefully, wrapped her arms around him and held him tight. The second her soft hands landed on his back, James lost control completely.

Heat shot through his chest. He deepened the kiss instantly–no hesitation, no holding back.

He cupped the back of her head, fingers tangling in her hair as he deepened the kiss without hesitation- hungry, rough, unrelenting. It was like he couldn’t get enough of her.

To him, her lips weren’t just soft—they were To him, her lips weren’t just soft–they were now, he couldn’t resist them anymore.

ething he’d been holding back from for too long. And

Earlier, she’d taken off her coat while he treated her wounds.

Now, ali she wore was a simple white V–neck dress.

He glanced down–and saw the delicate line of her neck, pale and flawless… except for the red marks left behind.

The bruises on her neck stood out against her pale skin. It hit him in a way he didn’t expect, stirring something deep and protective inside him. His jaw tightened, and before he knew it, he was kissing his way down–slow, intense, completely lost in her.

The need to be close overwhelmed him. He didn’t just want her–he needed to feel her, to lose himself in her.

The dress she wore was soft, but under his hands, it fell apart like it was nothing.

The white fabric slipped off her shoulders, soft and light, falling around her like nothing. Moonlight spilled across her skin, making her glow in a way that stole his breath.

And no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop. And honestly, he didn’t want to.

Her warmth, her scent–everything about her pushed him past his breaking point. He couldn’t focus on anything else. Just her. She was right there in front of him—real, warm, and stunning. His hand trembled slightly as it moved along her back, pulling her in tighter. Each kiss got deeper, rougher, and more

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