When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 471

Chapter 471 Answer

Chapter 471 Answer

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Anneliese’s hands fell from his waist as if she had been burned. Her throat quivered, but she forced her

voice to stay even.

“Sorry I bothered you. Forget what I said. Pretend you didn’t hear it.”

She turned fast, wanting to escape before the shame broke her apart.

But in the next breath, Jonathan’s hand clamped around her wrist. His grip was iron, pulling her back hard, refusing to let go.

Her eyes blurred. She wanted to leave with pride, yet he held her fast.

She twisted twice to break free, but his hand never loosened. He yanked her close, locking her tight against his chest.

“Let me go!” she cried.

“No. Be good. Let me hold you.”

Anneliese’s temper burst. What kind of man said things like this?

If he didn’t want her, then why hold her this way?

Be good? What kind of nonsense was that?

Did he think she was some pet he could summon and dismiss with a single word?

Her thoughts stormed, her anger roaring, and she missed the way his voice cracked with strain, or how his arms shook while clinging to her.

He held her like she was something priceless. Too much force would break her. Too little, and she would slip away.

Jonathan! You b*stard!” Her voice broke into sobs. “If you don’t want me, if you don’t want my love, then stop pulling me in! How can you do this? You’re stringing me along! You’re just like Zacharias!”

Her fists struck his chest. Tears spilled free, her grief raw and unrestrained.

Jonathan froze. The sound of that name cut deep. He let her go, but fear gripped him that she would run. He spun her instead, caging her against the balcony rail. His palms pressed the glass on either side, holding her trapped.

His head dropped low, silencing her cries. He swallowed her words with his mouth.

His kiss was rough, his breath heavy, his hunger fierce. His lips crashed onto hers, desperate to break through her fight. She twisted away, but his hand clamped her chin, forcing her lips open.

Her eyes flew wide. His gaze locked onto hers, dark and burning with fire.

His lashes lowered, and the river’s glow shimmered in his pupils. They gleamed with dangerous joy.

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Chapter 471 Answer

Shock froze her Fury followed fast.

What kind of man hurt a woman and smiled?

She bit him, sharp and hard. He hissed from the pain and let her go.

Blood welled at his lip. He dragged his tongue across it slow, never breaking eye contact.

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The motion was wicked, reckless, intoxicating. His voice rumbled low, mocking her. “You really bit me.”

Her chest tightened. She had bitten deep. Even in the shadows she saw the wound, raw and red. But her anger held. He had asked for it.

Maybe men were all like this. Maybe they split love and desire into separate worlds.

Her glare burned. “You deserved it!”

His brow lifted. “I deserved it? Tell me how. I kissed the woman I love. My wife. Tell me how that makes me guilty.”

“You did deserve it!” Her voice cracked. “You don’t even care about me. You don’t even—”

The words froze on her tongue.

What had he just said?

The woman he loved? Her?

Her eyes widened, bright and trembling, lips parted in disbelief. She looked helpless, stunned, almost innocent.

Jonathan’s eyes softened into a slow, knowing smile. He watched her in silence.

Her cheeks flamed. Her gaze darted away, then back, then fled again like fire scorched her.

His voice slid smooth, teasing. “What’s wrong? Run out of words? You had plenty tonight.”

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