Unmasking the Heiress

Walter was determined to make Evangeline realize who she was dealing with.

"Walter, you are a monster!"

Evangeline turned off the shower, braced herself against the tub, and stood to face him.

""No, you're worse. You're a real demon!

"Didn't my uncle tell you that I'm divorcing you tomorrow? So what are you doing here? What's the deal? Are you trying to be trendy with a parting shot before the divorce, Mr. Walter Gordon?" Evangeline's biting words left Walter with no chance to argue back.

The moment Evangeline stepped out of the chilly water, a wave of heat engulfed her. It was an all-consuming blaze, as though she was a steak sizzling on a grill.

What on earth was happening to her?

She tried to bear the searing pain, but a refreshing sensation on her cheek caught her off-guard. Her eyes snapped up to meet Walter's, who was looking down at her with a chilling smirk. "Finally awake, Evangeline? Do you see who's before you?"

"I'd know you anywhere, Walter. You could be a pile of ashes, and I'd still pick you out," she spat, her voice laced with pain rather than anger.

Her body was rebelling, aching so fiercely that she could not muster the strength to push his hand away. She was like a red-hot iron, desperately drawing in the soothing relief from his touch. However, it was not enough. She craved more.

Walter seemed to read her mind, his hand no longer content with caressing her face. Instead, it glided over her body with a possessive ease...

He watched her flushed cheeks and her breath grow hotter and more rapid, a look of satisfaction spreading across his face.

This was what he wanted-to see her, the untouchable Evangeline Gordon, at his mercy, craving his touch.

"Do you want more, Evangeline?" he teased, his voice a tantalizing lure that snagged her heart.

Even in her haze, Evangeline heard the seductive undertone in those three simple words.

Evangeline could not believe her eyes. She blinked hard, only to see Walter's smirk as he laid down his challenge. "You want it? Then beg me." Her body was on fire, every cell screaming for release.

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Desire wracked her body, tears welling up in her eyes. She was losing her grip on reality.

However...

"In your dreams!" she spat out..

Chaptecon

Biting down on her lip, the sharp taste of blood jolted her back to her senses.

"As long as I've got even a sliver of sense left, you can kiss your hopes goodbye, Walter!"

Her shout echoed in the room, even as she calmly assessed her situation. This fever was unnatural, more. like a drug's effect than genuine desire, She had been played!

She tried to think, but another wave of heat crashed over her, and her walls of reason crumbled.

Walter watched her flushed face, knowing she was close to breaking. Nonetheless, he felt no rush.

His lips, red as a blooming rose, taunted her with every suppressed moan, a sensory assault he relished. How could he resist turning up the heat?