Chapter 830:


    Looking up, Elena said, “Your heart’s beating quite loudly.”


    Wesley responded with a yful smirk, “Does it disturb you?”


    His demeanor remained rxed, unabashed by the intimacy of their moment.


    His attraction to her was an open secret, one he never tried to conceal. Elena was intrigued by the paradox—his heart pounded fiercely, yet his exterior showed nothing but calm. Was he actually nervous about their dance? Thus, Elena responded earnestly, “Such a rapid heartbeat might not be so healthy.”


    Under the soft light, her eyshes flickered, causing a palpable quickening in Wesley’s heartbeat.


    It had been too long since theyst shared a close moment, and Wesley found himself yearning for more. His grip tightened, drawing her nearer into a firm embrace.


    As their bodies aligned, Elena became acutely aware of his pronounced ardor pressing against her.


    With each ragged breath, Wesley murmured in a low, husky tone, “It seems I’m feeling unwell in another area, Dr. Harper. Perhaps you could examine that too?”


    He stretched thest word, his voice smooth and full of heat. His subtle press against her rified his intentions without a doubt. Heat rose to Elena’s ears, her skin flushing from her earlobes to her neck. Wesley never hid his flirtatious nature.


    Each audacious move by Wesley shattered Elena’s prior perceptions of him bit by bit. Could this really be the same reserved and authoritative CEO of the Spencer Group? Attempting to distance herself, Elena pushed against him, but he swiftly grasped her wrists.


    Wesley backed her against the wall and leaned in, sealing their lips together.


    This kiss was intense, driven by fervor.


    He coaxed her lips apart, breathlessly drawing her into a deep, head-tilting kiss.


    gα?ησν????s．?оm takes you away


    Breathing heavily, Wesley’s fervor was undeniable, and the firmness of his hold sent tremors through her. His kiss enveloped her, an overwhelming expression of passion that seemed to block out the world around them.


    Wesley and Elena’s breaths came in hot, tangled gasps, his rough fingers branding her skin with every heated touch.


    When Wesley’s mouth captured hers in a deep, all-consuming kiss, Elena’s breath hitched, a gasp escaping before she could stop it. He only pulled away when both of them were left breathless, though just for a heartbeat.


    Without hesitation, he scooped her into his arms, kicking open the bedroom door and making a beeline for the bed.


    Elena clutched at his shirt, her voice lightly protesting, “We haven’t even showered yet.”


    He chuckled low in his throat, clearly amused.


    Honoring her words, Wesley shifted direction and carried her into the bathroom instead.


    He twisted the tap, and warm water spilled out, steam quickly rising to fog up the space. Moisture gathered on the mirror, sliding downward in droplets before falling to the tiled floor. The steamy air pulsed with rising tension. Wesley set her on the edge of the sink, and with one hand, he began undoing the buttons on his shirt, revealing a body sculpted and lean. His gaze never wavered from hers, and Elena’sshes fluttered as her eyes traced the line of his throat to the sharp contours of his abs. She knew exactly what he was doing—teasing her without a word. With a flick, he tossed the shirt to the floor, leaving only his ck trousers.


    .


    .


    .<hr>


    Message from Noa: Friday is here, dear readers! Have a great time. God loves you and Noa wishes you all the best. (?O?=)? ?


    .