The Queen They Buried (by Wynter Vans) novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272

Aubree’s face went utterly blank with shock, her breath hitching in her throat as her entire body began to tense.

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Chapter 273

Chapter 273

“When did you get here?” Aubree blurted out.

“Right when you were complaining about Südlichen Strand’s exclusivity,” Bowen said, lowering his head slightly, his gaze locking onto her face. She was no longer as gaunt as when they first met. Her cheeks had filled out, making her look endearingly cute.

His eyes shimmered with starlight, burning bright, brimming with untold depths of tenderness and adoration.

Aubree was in no mood to notice how smooth–skinned and good–looking Bowen was. His warm breath brushed against her ear, making her ears burn red.

She was still completely stunned, feeling all the blood in her body rushing in reverse, surging to her head and flushing her face bright red.

Bowen pulled her fully into his arms from behind. If he’d left her a little space to react at first, he would push his luck now, holding her tighter and giving her no room to escape.

His unique woody fragrance, tinged with that cool, crisp note so distinctly his, permeated every inch of her. Her body, drawn by his nearness, molded instinctively to his,. By her ear, she could hear his quickening, uneven breaths and the powerful pounding of his heart.

God, he’s making my knees go weak!‘ Aubree thought, overwhelmed by his closeness.

Bowen said, “So this is GrabCheap, the e–commerce model, you mentioned before?

“When you first described it, I thought the project was viable. But now, seeing your actual blueprint, the venture has staggering potential.”

Aubree’s face flushed crimson, her hands going limp as Bowen’s large palm enveloped hers. Helplessly, she followed wherever his hand guided.

Aubree stared blankly at the screen. Even though the proposal displayed was something she knew like the back of her hand, she couldn’t process a single word.

Bowen said, “Look, here, and here. These areas still have considerable room for optimization. The strategies you’ve used would certainly deliver good results, but the initial investment is too high. If you adjust it like this, you can achieve the same outcomes while significantly reducing costs.”

Aubree said, “In Südlichen Strand’s business scene, the Diamonde family reigns supreme. They made their fortune in jewelry, and later expanded by marrying their eldest daughter to Ronald, forming a powerful alliance. The Diamonde family operate unscrupulously, colluding with other industry leaders to monopolize the local market. Any outside company hoping to gain a foothold in Südlichen Strand usually ends up as one of their junior partners.”

“Breaking into that market is crucial. I might not be good at much else, but the Turner Group does have some pull in Südlichen Strand. If you’re planning to send someone over, let me know. I’ll pave the way for you.”

From the moment Bowen began helping her revise and enhance the business proposal, Aubree was completely captivated. All her earlier fluttery, romantic thoughts vanished without a trace, her eyes growing brighter with every word. When Bowen offered to help her break into that market, the joy in her eyes was simply uncontainable.

Aubree smiled. “Alright, I’ll take you up on that. I’ll send Birgitte over and handle things remotely from my end.”

“When the time comes, I’ll introduce you to the person in charge of Turner Group in Südlichen Strand.

Aubree’s eyes were alight with pure delight.

Bowen’s gaze lingered on her face, then slowly drifted down to her soft, rosy lips. The barely contained desire in his eyes was veiled beneath a layer of tender affection.

Bowen flashed her a teasing smile. “So, Bree, after all the help I just gave you, don’t you think you owe me a little thank you?”

He spoke so gently that Aubree almost thought she’d imagined it.

While Aubree was still in a daze, Bowen reached out, gently tilted her head toward him, then leaned down, his lips claiming hers…

He’d only intended to give her a brief kiss, but Bowen had sorely overestimated his self–control. The moment their lips met, the seemingly impregnable walls around his heart completely crumbled.

All reason flew out the window.

Bowen’s lips claimed her luscious red ones, savoring every curve and crevice with a hungry, relentless ardor. His breathing grew ragged. Pinned tightly against his chest, Aubree instinctively began to squirm, but her resistance only made Bowen tighten his hold, pulling her even closer.

‘Not enough. Never enough, Bowen thought, his hunger growing with every touch.

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