Chapter 933: Rhys's response caught in his throat, the unspoken words reflecting his deep longing: he would never tire of Harlee.
As for Anika, he preferred not to discuss her at that moment.
Yet deep down, Rhys knew that Harlee's reference to "being greedy" alluded to his desire for both her and Anika. But his heart had room for only Harlee.
Rhys suggested, "You should rest. My wound's acting up, so I'll stand guard." Without hesitation, Harlee closed her eyes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs she settled into deep, rhythmic breathing, Rhys cautiously moved closer, tenderly positioning her head on his lap.
Harlee, dressed for utility in a combat jacket and black tank top, unknowingly displayed the graceful curve of her collarbones and the smoothness of her skin.
Her lips subtly moved with each breath, adding an unintentional intimacy to the moment.
Rhys watched Harlee, feeling a stir within him.
He bit his lip, awkwardly shifting his gaze to avoid temptation.
This movement roused Harlee. She sat up abruptly, her expression cold as she faced him.
"You've overstepped." Her penetrating gaze, deep and consuming, seemed to challenge any further advances. She fixed her gaze on Rhys's shoulder, her fingers resting on her thigh, moving slowly and without urgency, betraying her feelings.
Feel inspired by ga ln σ vs,Rhys recognized this as a clear sign of her growing anger-or more accurately, the storm that was about to explode. The calmer Harlee appeared, the fiercer her fury became. This time, he chose not to apologize but met her gaze squarely.
His eyes held nothing but purity.
Harlee, feeling unsettled, swiftly changed the topic.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'm not sure why you suddenly showed up. Never again. Otherwise... I meant what I said about you staying out of my life!" Rhys grasped the full weight of her words: "Stay out of my life" and "never again." She no longer wanted even the slightest interaction with him. If he imposed again, she might not hesitate to confront him more aggressively. Rhys responded, "I understand. I'll respect our boundaries." "Rhys," Harlee said sharply.
"You must! My world is small, and it doesn't have space for many. If there's another woman in your life, don't bother trying to complicate mine!" She was resolute in her commitment to a particular love, unwilling to share Rhys's love with anyone.
Rhys's eyes locked onto Harlee's with a troubled expression, herdetermined gaze meeting his unflinchingly. Harlee leaned against the rugged stone wall, her focus trained on the distant flames.
Her expression balanced between doubt and quiet determination.
"I once said the sthing to you she when you ended our engagement," e remarked evenly.
Her words sliced through the wall of memories Rhys had tried so hard to suppress, triggering a storm of E sorrow and wistfulness. Every moment with Harlee had been a treasure he struggled to release.