Sinopsis Scarlet Heart Episode 12 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Scarlet moaned loudly in anticipation of what was coming next. Her body shook lightly as he slowly entered her and Scarlet let out a loud gasp. "Shhh..." Xavier murmured in an attempt to calm her nerves. Scarlet bit her bottom lip in response as she gazed at him in awe and pleasure. She reached out with her hand and cupped his cheek. Her thumb drew lazy circles across his cheekbone as her eyes fluttered shut and her hands clenched into fists. "Oh god!" Scarlet moaned aloud as Xavier surged deeper inside of her.

Just last week she was trying to mend their broken relationship but now? Before I knew it Skylar grabbed a hold on my colar kissing me hard. I pushed her away angrily looking at Aaron who just stood there as if not noticing what just happened. She looked over at Scarlet and I following her gaze. Scarlet looked even more angrier than she was. This is bad.... ____________________________ Meery Christmas my lovely readers. Hope you are enjoying your day!!! What do you think about this chapter and Scarlet's possessiveness?? Please pretty please leave a comment and tell me what you think about this chapter

I didn't do anything. Watching her expression, I understood immediately. Chase must have blocked Scarlett from seeing the video he posted last night. He was deliberately showing off to me. "Whether you did or didn't doesn't matter anymore." I turned and went back to my room, slamming the door hard and leaving Scarlett standing alone in the living room. … It was a clear night after the rain when Scarlett and I first met. On my way home from work, I passed by a dark alley behind a bar and heard a woman's faint cries for help.

“She’s tried sixty-six times and still hasn’t given me one. I can’t let the DeLuca bloodline end with me. Once you have the baby, everything will settle down. Scarlett will accept it. She always does.” I listened to the whole thing only once. When it ended, I sat there in silence, and for the first time in a long while, I felt nothing at all. The next morning, when Adrian came home, I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. He showered, changed, waited for the cold to leave his skin, and then slid into bed behind me. “Scarlett.” He kissed my hair. “I drove past the estate earlier. There were white lilies and roses all over the entrance. Did you have the decorators start already?”

I couldn't bear to look more pathetic than I already was. Scarlet heard the unspoken words of rejection from her mate as she watched him devour Beatrice.

To my surprise the water was still warm, heated from below as if by some gentle magic—this place was impossible. “You almost boiled yourself, silly,” Scar reprimanded, her voice threaded with worry. She must have sensed danger; that’s why she’d woken me from my sleep. “You were moaning, Scarlet. Who made you do that? I felt no energy. You shut me out.” she teased. “Trust me, you don’t want to know.” I rolled my eyes and wrapped the towel around myself, blotting my skin and hair dry. “Scarlet, spill it. I’m your other half. I’m the only one you can trust that won’t betray you,” she pressed, pushing for the secret. I shut her out; I wasn’t ready to confess.

How to be here without being seen. But she felt it hanging in the air. > Harrison had seen the tape. No word had been spoken. Not yet. But someone had moved the study chair she'd emptied the night before. And the scent of his cologne remained in the library — an area he hadn't entered in weeks. He was pacing around her now. Not in a crude way. But with eyes that glinted like cold iron. --- Flashback – Her Room, 3:00 A.M. She'd returned after giving Shayla the envelope.

He showed up very quickly and accompanied scarlet back to her room. Author note 📝 let me know what you think about this episode! Next chapter will be up soon. -Kisses

“You’ve just had a heart attack. You can’t just—” “I can,” Scarlet insisted, pushing herself up slightly on the bed, despite the protest her body gave in return. “I don’t want him to know. I don’t… need him to know.” There was a long pause, the air thick with the weight of her words. The medics hesitated, clearly uneasy with leaving her in this state. But after a moment, they seemed to realize she wouldn’t budge. Reluctantly, they began packing up their equipment. “Are you sure?” the medic asked one last time, his brow furrowed with concern. “You really should be monitored, Mrs. Scoville. This isn’t something to take lightly.”