Chapter 654
Chapter 654:
Wesley kissed Gabriela with a fierce intensity, as if trying to bind her to him for eternity.
His love for her burned so fiercely that it threatened to consume him. Yet his illness had always forced him to restrain himself, never daring to fully confess his feelings. Suppressing his desires for so long had bred dark, selfish thoughts that lingered in his mind.
With her in his arms, he could no longer hold back.
His nimble fingers grazed her buttons, slipping beneath her clothes.
Gabriela trembled, each touch igniting sparks of pleasure across her skin.
Her cheeks flushed a deep red, but concern for his frail condition clouded her mind.
“Wesley, stop… your health p>
𝖳𝗿𝖾n𝘥𝗂n𝗀 ոо𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘴 oո
Her voice faltered, caught between their lips.
Pinning her beneath him, Wesley’s gaze smoldered with desire. Gabriela, breathless, whispered, “Can we at least go to the bedroom? Not here p>
His warm breath tickled her ear as he murmured, “No one else is coming… Just stay still and be good for me p>
Before they knew it, their clothes littered the floor.
Guiding her hand to his belt, Wesley’s voice, soft yet dangerously husky, asked, “Gabriela, is this alright p>
His eyes held her captive.
Entranced, she unfastened the buckle with a faint click.
A surge of longing erupted in Wesley’s chest, and unable to restrain himself, he pulled her close, their bodies melding together.
The night was a whirlwind of passion.
Morning sunlight spilled warmly into the room.
Wesley stirred, his gaze softening as he saw Gabriela asleep beside him, her lips curved in a gentle smile, a faint bruise on her neck.
He hadn’t realized how intense he had been; her skin was so fragile.
Leaning down, he kissed her lips, a quiet sigh of contentment escaping him.
For the first time in ages, he felt eager for the day.
Wrapping her in his arms, he held her tightly, aware of his uncertain fate.
When his final day came, what would become of Gabriela?
The thought of her with another man ignited a possessive fire. His grip tightened instinctively.
Gasping for air, Gabriela woke, her eyes meeting his intense stare.
She smiled, her eyes crinkling. “Morning, Wesley p>
“Still calling me Wesley?” he teased with a chuckle. “You seem so intimate calling someone else by name p>
Blushing, she guessed he meant Stewart and hurried to clarify. “He is just a friend p>
Wesley hummed. “A rich, handsome, kind friend p>
Gabriela froze, mortified.
Oh no. Her sharp words from last night, meant to get Wesley to relent, were now backfiring spectacularly.
“You know I was just mad,” she muttered, exasperated.
“Only you know if that’s true,” Wesley replied, leaning up to study her. “So, how will you prove you meant nothing by it p>
“Believe what you want,” she replied, pushing him aside. “I’m going to brush my teeth, wash up, and make you breakfast p>
Wesley tugged her back, swiftly pinning her beneath him. “Breakfast won’t be enough p>
“What more do you want?” Gabriela rolled her eyes. “Do you want me to call Stewart right now and discuss the matter of how I address him p>
“Not a terrible idea,” Wesley said, smirking with a raised brow. “Go for it p>
Stunned, Gabriela snapped, “Wesley, are you serious? You’re being so childish p>