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His eyelids clamped shut, his expression calm and unmoved, as if he were beyond all earthly desires. But in reality, he was just a man. There was no such thing as pure detachment.
With his eyes closed, his other senses grew sharper. The feel of her in his arms became impossible to ignore.
Her body was unbelievably soft and smooth, like cotton candy wrapped in the finest shimmering silk. Every inch of her was destroying his reason, chipping away at the self-control he took pride in.
She was driving him nad
He knew she already loved someone else, that she was counting down the days to get her divorce finalized.
She wasn’t Leila. In a little over a week, they’d be legally separated. He should stay away.
He reminded himself over and over to lay her gently on the bed and step away.
But no matter how many times he told himself, it didn’t work.
When he finally snapped out of it, he realized he hadn’t backed off at all. Instead, he had taken her lips again-desperately, possessively.
“James, could you please put me down on the couch-
Before Lily could finish, a jolt of pain shot through her.
Then came a wave of searing heat.
She couldn’t believe it-James had kissed her. Hard.
She was so stunned her peach-blossom eyes widened in disbelief. For a moment, she even forgot to push him away.
And as the kiss deepened, she nearly lost herself in it-almost responded before catching herself.
“James…”
She knew this wasn’t right. Snapping out of it, she tried to speak and stop him.
But before she could say anything else, he had already taken her down onto the wide sofa.
His kiss was still like wildfire.
After scorching her lips, the burning heat started to move lower.
As his movements grew bolder, Lily panicked completely.
He liked men.
He had made it clear-he couldn’t be with a woman.
She couldn’t disgust him again.
She didn’t want to leave another psychological scar. Reflexively, she raised her hand, trying to create distance between them.
But with her current strength, there was no way she could push him off.
Instead, her palm brushed against his chest by accident, and her whole body shuddered from the contact.
His chest was unreal-firm, defined, perfect.
Every line sculpted with mesmerizing symmetry, a masterpiece of the gods.
His abs radiated pure, masculine power and oozed intoxicating hormones.
She remembered clearly-last night, as she trembled beneath him, sweat had slid from his prominent
Adam’s apple down onto his chest….
He had looked like the very embodiment of sin-like a seductive incubus.
Unable to resist, she reached out and gave that incubus’s chest a little squeeze.
That touch made James groan low in his throat, and his kisses grew even more intense-like flames consuming everything, trying to burn her to ashes.
To him, at that moment, she was the most tempting delicacy.
Everything he had done was to finally have her-body and soul.
In his frenzy, he accidentally knocked a glass off the coffee table.
The crash of shattering glass sliced through the air, jolting him back to reality.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the disheveled, tear-stained woman sprawled on the couch, her body covered in new marks. He couldn’t believe it.
He had done this.
And not under the influence of drugs-but while fully conscious, completely aware.
He had lost control again. And this time, it was unforgivable.
They had been just one breath away….
Just one second short of crossing that line again-of making the same mistake twice.
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James felt like he had crossed a terrible line, like he had behaved shamelessly, unforgivably. For a moment, he didn’t even know how to begin explaining himself.
In that moment of passion, Lily had unconsciously wrapped her arms around his slender waist. Hearing his voice, she suddenly realized what her shameless hands had just done.
She quickly pulled her hands back. Thinking about where they had just been, her face burned with embarrassment.
She knew he had once gone so far as to lie about having health problems just to avoid being entangled with her. If he were thinking clearly, there’s no way he would’ve touched her.
The only reason he lost control just now must have been because the drug from last night still hadn’t fully worn off.
“Lily, I’m sorry, L
Lily knew he hadn’t done it on purpose. She didn’t want to hear an apology-much less hear about any kind of compensation.
She quickly cut him off, speaking softly. “I know you can’t stand physical contact with me. You only kissed me just now because the drug hasn’t completely left your system. That stuff is really strong-probably not easy to flush out. You don’t like women, and we’re about to get divorced anyway. We shouldn’t be doing this anymore. James, are you still feeling really uncomfortable right now? I know a club where the gigolos don’t just serve rich women-they also take care of wealthy male clients. What Wesley gave you is super toxic. If it doesn’t get completely resolved, it could leave you with serious aftereffects.”
She gave him a careful look, then added thoughtfully. “Why don’t I find a male model to help you?”
She figured since he’d casually had Ashton transfer her a hundred million that time, offering him this kind of help didn’t seem unreasonable.
After thinking about it, she quickly added, “Don’t worry, I’ll cover the cost. I’ll pick out the highest-quality one for you.
She wanted to hire a male escort for him…
James’s stunning face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a scorched pot. men.
Of course he knew that some clubs had gigolos who not only pleased women but also catered to certain
Before his coma, there was a time he’d gone to a club to welcome back a friend who’d just returned to the country. He had accidentally caught a glimpse of something extremely hard to describe in the private room next door.
A slick, heavily made-up male model was groveling at the feet of a middle-aged businessman.
The whole thing had been so repulsive, it nearly made him vomit.
He knew some men turned to this line of work out of desperation, and he didn’t look down on them.
But in his opinion, a man should be clean, masculine-none of that powdered face, lipstick, and simpering nonsense. He couldn’t stomach any of that.
And besides, the male escorts willing to do that kind of thing usually weren’t exactly top-tier quality.
Just picturing Lily calling in some perfume-drenched, overly made-up gigolo to do unspeakable things him made James’s brow tighten. He almost couldn’t stop himself from gagging-
He pressed a hand to his chest, trying to suppress the urge to retch.
Worried Lily might really go through with her plan, he forced himself to calm down, then said coolly, “That won’t be necessary, I’m not feeling any discomfort now. There’s no need for a male model.”
“Oh
Thinking about how crazy he’d just been-how his eyes had gone bloodshot, like he was about to devour her-Lily still couldn’t help being worried.
But he said he was fine now, so she couldn’t really call someone over.
With a touch of hesitation, she added, “I I don’t have the manager’s direct number for that club.”
“But I do know the name. It’s called. Wind Pub. If you start feeling off again later, you can contact them yourself. Or have Ashton arrange someone.”
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