When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 422

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Chapter 422 A Different Kind of Desire

Only this time, the intensity was of a different kind.

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The man seemed insatiable, as if he could never get enough of her. He was endlessly curious. about her body, desperate to explore every inch of it.

Anneliese was engulfed in his intense, burning presence. She felt like a stream slowly evaporating under his fiery touch, then like a single drop plunging into the ocean–swept up by wave after wave, each one deeper and wilder than the last.

By the time the faint light of dawn crept through the window, her eyelids were so heavy she couldn’t open them. Her hoarse pleas sounded like a sick little kitten before he finally let her

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She slept deeply, sinking into a heavy, dreamless darkness.

When she finally stirred, her eyelids fluttered, and discomfort flooded her senses. Her limbs ached as if they’d been taken apart and put back together, and there was a dull pain in her lower abdomen.

The sheets beneath her were dry. He must have cleaned her up again after she fell asleep, even changing the bedding. The soreness brought back flashes of the night before, and before she was fully awake, heat rushed to her cheeks and ears.

The room was silent, the blackout curtains drawn tight, making it impossible to tell what time it was.

She reached to the side, but found only empty space. Jonathan wasn’t there, and to her surprise, a trace of disappointment crept in.

She searched for her phone but came up empty. Then she remembered–he had pulled her into his arms the moment they stepped inside. He carried her to the bedroom, took off her coat, and tossed it onto the floor. Her phone was probably still in the pocket. After that, she hadn’t had a second to think about anything else.

Covering her face with both hands, she rolled under the covers, her embarrassment bubbling over. Just as her face burned and her ears turned hot, she heard the faint sound of the doorknob turning.

Her instincts kicked in. She snapped her eyes shut and pretended to be asleep.

Outside, Jonathan was on the phone, but he kept an ear out for any sound inside the room. He must have heard something, because he opened the door and peeked in. The figure on the bed

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was quiet, but he caught a glimpse of a pale little foot darting under the blanket.

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A smile tugged at his lips as he stepped into the room, moving closer to the bed.

Anneliese strained to hear his footsteps, but the carpet muffled everything. For a moment, she thought he might have left. She listened harder, unsure whether to feel relieved or annoyed.

She cracked one eye open to check–only to find his face inches from hers.

Her eyes had adjusted to the dim light, and his handsome face was suddenly too close for comfort.

“Ah!”

She yelped, nearly jumping out of bed. Realizing he had done it on purpose, frustration flared. She balled her fists and pounded his chest and shoulders. “Jonathan! You jerk!”

He chuckled, letting her hit him a few times before grabbing her wrists. “Babe, that’s not what you were calling me last night.”

His voice was husky, his breathing heavy, and the heat in his eyes felt almost tangible.

Even in the dim light, her pale skin looked soft and radiant. She felt his gaze and followed it down. The blanket had slipped below her chest during her outburst, leaving her exposed.

Her face went up in flames. “Don’t look!”

She yanked her hands free and dove under the covers, wrapping herself tightly and rolling over to hide.

“It’s not like I haven’t seen it before. Why are you still so shy?” he teased, his voice filled with amusement and satisfaction.

She only pulled the blanket tighter and answered with a flustered, muffled protest.

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