Todos los capítulos de Signed, Sealed, I’m Rich: The Rejected Luna’s Multi-Billion : Capítulo 321 - Capítulo 330

Salome POV"Stop looking at the glass," Jeremiah said.His fingers hooked tightly under my jaw.He pulled my face toward him."Someone will see," I whispered.My fingers dug into the fabric of my skirt.The massive office building towered right above his sleek black car.Dozens of wide windows flashed in the morning sun.Any one of our colleagues could be staring down at the car park right now."Let them look," he said.His thumb slid across my lower lip.The pressure was firm and heavy.I tried to twist my neck away.He did not let go.Instead, he leaned across the centre console.His mouth pressed down against mine.It was not a gentle brush.It was a slow, deliberate claim right in the open.Heat flooded my neck.My skin turned completely hot.I squeezed my eyes shut.My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird.He pulled back just an inch.His breath fanned across my cheeks."Your skin is completely red," he muttered."Because you are reckless," I said.I reached for the

Salome POV"You are not coming inside with me," I said.My hand pressed flat against Jeremiah's chest.His muscle hardened under my palm."We are together now, Salome," Jeremiah said.He did not step back.His boots gripped the shiny lino floor of the waiting room."That does not mean you get an invite to my gynaecologist appointment," I said.I kept my voice low.My eyes flicked to the corner of the room.One older woman sat on a green plastic chair.She held a magazine.She did not look up, but her thumb stopped turning the page.A small rock fountain bubbled on the reception desk.The sound of dripping water filled the space between us."I want to make sure you are safe," Jeremiah said.His fingers reached up.He wrapped his hand around my wrist.His skin felt hot."I am safe," I said.I pulled my wrist out of his grip."Some things stay private, Jeremiah."He dropped his hand to his side.His jaw tightened.A small vein near his temple twitched twice."I will wait right here," Jere

Lassie POV"Take it now before the water goes warm."Jeremiah slammed the heavy car door shut.The sound vibrated through the metal frame of the vehicle.He dropped a white paper chemist bag into my lap.The paper crinkled loudly against my bare skin.I pulled my forehead away from the cold glass of the passenger window.My eyes felt dry and heavy.The interior of the car smelled of expensive leather and air conditioning."Did the doctor write the correct note for it?" I asked.My voice was a low rasp.It felt tight in the back of my throat.Jeremiah did not answer immediately.He reached down and gripped the gear stick.He shifted the car into first gear with a sharp click.The tyres rolled forward a few inches on the hot tarmac."It is the exact dose the doctor ordered," Jeremiah said.He did not turn his head to look at me.His fingers clamped down on the leather steering wheel.His knuckles turned a sharp, bloodless white."The chemist had to check the stockroom in the back for the

Salome POV"You are overthinking it, Salome," Jeremiah said.His voice came through the phone speaker, echoing against the cold bathroom tiles.I gripped the edge of the porcelain tub. My fingers slipped on the wet surface."The condom split, Jeremiah," I said. "That is not overthinking. That is a factual disaster.""It was an accident.""I only started the birth control pills yesterday. The doctor said they take weeks to become effective."The bathwater turned cold against my back."I can come over tonight," he said. "We do not have to touch. I will just hold you.""My parents arrive at the station tomorrow morning," I said. "I need to get some proper sleep.""You never sleep well when I am not in your bed."He was right. My skin burned at the memory of his hands, but the sharp knot of fear in my stomach was heavier."Goodbye, Jeremiah," I said.I pressed the red button before he could argue. The screen went dark.I stared at the bathroom ceiling. The silence in the flat felt too heav

Stanley POV"Stay in the seat, Nora."The digital dash of the Range Rover glowed blue in the dark basement car park. My thumb hovered over the mobile screen. I tapped the icon. The central locking clicked. The mirrors folded inward like broken wings."Daddy?" Nora pressed her face against the tinted glass of the passenger side window. Her breath fogged the pane."I will be five minutes." I did not look back at her. The guilt was a physical weight in my ribs, a dull ache that throbbed with every step I took away from the vehicle. Leaving her locked in the back was dangerous. Leaving her with the air conditioning controlled entirely by my phone app was worse. But the glimpse of that dark hair disappearing through the supermarket doors had overridden everything else.I needed to see Salome. Just once more. Before the New York train left the station for good.The glass doors of the superstore slid apart with a heavy hiss. Inside, the artificial fluorescent lights hit my eyes like a slap. T