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Heiress's High Society Comeback

Chapter 1304
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Chapter 1304: The memories of their late-night encounters were still fresh in her mind-too fresh. Even now, just thinking about them made her legs ache. If she indulged him again tonight, she was certain she would be sore all over by morning.

She meant for it to be a casual excuse, something light enough for him to let it slide. But instead, Nate's expression shifted. His gaze darkened with concern. "You're not feeling well?" Without another word, he lifted her off his lap and set her gently onto the sofa. Before she could react, he was already inspecting her, his hands brushing over her arms as if searching for an injury.

Earlier, upon stepping back into the casino, fragments of hushed conversations had drifted to his ears—rumors murmured in wary tones, whispers laced with intrigue. Someone had caused a stir, disrupting the usual order.

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It was not difficult to piece together-Corrine was almost certainly involved. "Wait, letexplain—” Before she could finish, she found herself pinned against the sofa, her face pressing into the cushions.

A sudden chill prickled against her skin as her top was lifted, exposing her waist to the cool night air.

"Don't move." The sharp authority in his tone sent a shiver down her spine.

"What are you-Ouch!" A soft cry escaped her lips before she could finish her words.

Nate's jaw clenched as his eyes locked onto the bruise marring her smooth skin. His expression hardened, his earlier teasing air vanishing in an instant.

His fingers tightened slightly at his sides. "Feeling the pain now?" His voice was deceptively calm, yet laced with something cold, something simmering just beneath the surface.

Without another word, he stood and walked away, his strides deliberate.

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The soothing sensation melted away the lingering sting, leaving behind only calming relief.

Once the ointment had settled, Nate scooped her effortlessly into his arms, carrying her toward the bedroom.

His warmth seeped into her, his steady heartbeat thrumming against her skin. Corrine shifted slightly, attempting to wriggle free, but his grip only tightened. A deep, gravelly whisper brushed against the shell of her ear. "Do not move."

She froze, suddenly aware of something pressing against her thigh. A slow realization dawned upon her sending a fresh wave of heat through her veins. Her body stiffened slightly, though she made no attempt to escape this time.

The scent of his woody cologne wrapped around her, lulling her om senses. Before she even realized it, exhaustion overtook her, and she surrendered to the quiet pull of sleep in his arms.