<strong>Chapter 850:</strong>


    “I swallowed it,” he said, nonchntly.


    Alicia’s mind reeled, the memory of the moment leaving her breathless. His shamelessness was overwhelming, disarming her in a way that felt almost unfair. Exhausted from her futile resistance, she fell into silence.


    Sensing her surrender, Caden finally seemed to acknowledge her state. He cleaned his fingers with deliberate care before releasing her hands. Alicia remained tense, her instincts on high alert, poised to flee at the first opportunity.


    Caden, perceptive as ever, anticipated her thoughts.


    “If you try to run, I won’t be gentle,” he warned, his tone calm but carrying a weight of unspoken promise.


    Furious, Alicia snapped, her voice sharp with defiance.


    “Caden, I’ll despise you for life.”


    His smile widened, his amusement unmistakable.


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    “You’re even more alluring when you’re angry,” he replied, his voice smooth,ced with a quiet confidence that left no room for doubt.


    “Remember how you used to call me Mr. Ward? It sounded so insincere I could hardly bear it.”


    “And you’re any better? Criticizing others for being insincere?”


    “You’re right,” he admitted, epting her rebuke without resistance. He removed his jacket andy down on the bed beside her. Fortunately, the bed wasrge enough to fit them both, though the space between them was minimal.


    Alicia found herself wrapped in his embrace, their bodies pressed closely together. She wanted to flee but dared not, her simmering anger making every second feel excruciatingly long. Caden gently stroked her fingers, his touch slow and repetitive, as though he could do it endlessly without tiring. Alicia remained still, unwilling to respond or react.


    His voice came as a soft whisper by her ear.


    “Lucky, you haven’t changed at all.”


    Alicia refrained from replying, knowing that speaking would only feed his amusement and satisfy his desire to provoke her. She focused instead on suppressing her anger, which threatened to boil over at any moment.


    Caden pressed a kiss to her neck and murmured, “I haven’t changed either, especially not this mouth. I can promise anything, but whether I keep those promises depends entirely on my mood.”


    Alicia’s spine stiffened. By the time the weight of his words registered, it was already toote. Caden’s mouth was as deceptive as ever, its movements impossible to predict.


    She couldn’t pinpoint when her strength began to falter, only that exhaustion gradually overtook her. A deep drowsiness crept over her, and though tears welled in her eyes, they refused to fall. Herst conscious thought was of the overwhelming fatigue that imed her before darkness enveloped herpletely.


    Finally, Caden could rest peacefully. He wasn’t ill, merely overwhelmed by his longing for her. Her warmth alone was enough to quiet his restlessness, drawing him into a serene and undisturbed sleep.


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