Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Divorcee Who Ruled Their Hearts : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Claire took her time, admiring her own reflection without any rush.The black lace nightgown hugged every curve, making her bare-faced features look somehow both effortless and devastating.Nothing to complain about, she thought, turning slightly to check the angle.Still stunning. Still every bit as much of a knockout as always.No wonder they all fall so easily, she mused, half-amused. With a figure like this, it's basically unfair.She struck a small pose, admiring the line of her waist, when a notification chimed.Her mouth curved into a slow, knowing smile............... What a Little Menace"You didn't tell me you were coming."Claire settled into his arms, a smile tugging at her lips, warmth spreading through her chest.Adrian tightened his hold, mouth curving wickedly. "Surprise inspection. Wanted to see if you'd actually been behaving."Claire's mind flashed straight back to her dream from the night before, and heat crept up her neck at the memory."You're insufferable." Sh

Ethan exhaled a slow stream of smoke through his lips, voice deliberate. "Come down. Now, if you don't mind."He wasn't drunk enough to lose his manners entirely, but there was an edge to his tone that hadn't been there before.Claire blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift. Still, she knew she'd been neglecting him lately, and a flicker of guilt won out over questioning it further."Okay. Give me a minute."She kicked off her slippers, pulled on flats, and headed downstairs.The moment Ethan saw her step out of the building, something in his chest loosened relief mixed with the same restless jealousy that had driven him here in the first place.Before she'd even fully crossed the distance between them, he ground out his cigarette and closed the gap himself, pulling her into a hug.He smelled like cologne and faintly of whiskey, his arms wrapping around her securely."What's going on?" Claire asked, resting a hand against his chest, waiting him out."Felix." Just the one name, t

Sebastian loosened his tie, watching Claire with the same unhurried confidence he'd carried all evening. Claire met his gaze steadily, any earlier wariness long since given way to genuine interest. The rest of the night unfolded exactly the way both of them wanted deliberate, unhurried, thoroughly mutual. By the time it was over, Claire understood exactly why the rest of his circle spoke about him with a certain kind of respect. Composed on the surface, but with real intensity underneath once he let his guard down. Sebastian, for his part, found himself thoroughly charmed not just by her looks, but by how easily she'd matched his directness instead of playing the usual games. No wonder everyone's so taken with her,* he thought, watching her get dressed afterward. *She doesn't waste time pretending to be anything other than exactly what she is. He found himself already looking forward to next time. It was well past midnight by the time Sebastian walked Claire to her door.

Damon pulled back from the kiss but didn't put any real distance between them, studying her face with that same cool intensity."Gorgeous," he murmured, mouth curving slightly."What am I doing?" he repeated, echoing her question back at her. "I'd think that's fairly obvious, Ms. Bennett."Claire studied his composed, handsome face, his low, deliberate voice doing absolutely nothing to help her regain her footing.Half-dazed, she kept her hand resting against his chest, playing up her confusion. "Forgive my ignorance, Mr. Wolfe, but I genuinely have no idea what you mean.""Care to clarify?"His mouth curved further, eyes glinting with obvious amusement.Interesting, he thought. Beautiful, and apparently just as good at playing games as I am.He'd genuinely enjoyed that kiss. More than he wanted to admit.Damon traced a slow line from her chin to her lips, his touch deliberately gentle even as his eyes carried something sharper underneath."Don't know?" His mouth curved. "Then let me

Damon felt the light press of her hand against his chest, heat spreading fast beneath his skin.That same striking face, that teasing mouth still faintly stained with curry it was doing nothing for his composure.Her hands were soft, deliberate, entirely too skilled at getting exactly the reaction she wanted.But she'd said she was full. Wanted to go home.Unbelievable, he thought, equal parts frustrated and thoroughly charmed. This woman is a genuine expert.He leaned in, cupping the back of her head, and pressed a slow, lingering kiss to her mouth instead of arguing the point.Claire laughed softly against his lips, matching him for a moment before pulling back with a knowing smile."Alright," Damon said finally, settling back into his seat, mouth curved. "Since you're full. I'll get you home."He wanted, badly, to keep going right there. But he could wait.Claire leaned back in her own chair, studying him with warm, unguarded interest, absently tucking a strand of hair behind her e