Celineâs teams kept talling, one after another, splashing softly into the bathwater âAll you ever do is yell at me! whatâs in wrong about me wearing makeup? Whatâs so wrong about putting on lipstick? Carly wears makeup and lipstick every single dy, and you never yell at heil were the one kidnapped, youâd probably be holding her, comforting her, calling her your baby! But you⦠you just hate me! Why do you hate me so much?â avoids broken apart into choked cries. She was trembling now, her delicate shoulders shaking with each unsteady breath.
-andârimmed eyes, flushed nose, and skin glistening with tears â looked impossibly fragile as though she were made of water, dissolving into the steams that poured from berryes Adamâs expression shifted at once. Without hesitation, he knelt on me see beside the tub. âCeline, stop crying Do wasnâtuned to seeing her cry. In fact, he could count on me hand the number of times heâd ever seen her like this.
time had been in her sleep, when she dated out, begging her mother not to leave This was the second time, and it was because of him. He had made her cry Tearson her face. âCarly wears makeup and lipstick, yes, but youâre not like her.â
Adam reached out, his large hand gently brushing away the te zee was naturally delicate and ethereal, her fair and soft features so striking that even the faintest touch of makeup made her stand out all the more Espersally the lipstickâit painted her lips in a vibrant, tempting red, like a perfectly ripened peach, irresistibly inviting, as though daring anyone to take a bite. Carly could wear lipstick and makeup without timing the slightest trouble.
But Celine? The moment she did, trouble always seemed to follow.
She and Carly were not the same.
No matter how gently he tried to wipe her tears, they only fell faster, Her Large, watery eyes locked onto him, blazing through the tears with a defiant Adam had never comforted a crying girl before and now he felt completely out of his depth. Why were there so many ?
He softened his tone, deep, magnetic voice dropping low and husky he tried to apologize. âCeline, crying. Iâm sorry, okay? I shouldnât have you is that better?â
But the tears didnât stop. They kept streaming down her face, Adam, why do you hate me so much the thought echoed in Celineâs mind. She leaned forward and in sudden burst of frustration, gently bit down on his strong it wasnât hard, not enough to cause him pain.
Judanti didnât say anything. It biting him would stop her tears so be it. Heâd let her After a moment, Celine released him. She sniffled, her red nose twitching slightly as she looked up at him. âDid it hurt?*
Adam washiât sure how other men might feel a girl who would bite you out of frustration, to feel guilty I guilty afterward and He didu i know about other men, but he kuw this. At that moment, his heart like it was on the verge of melting in , Adani had always that Celiur was trying to endure bin. And, if he was honest with himself, he didnât mind.
Hier way of getting under his skin, her quiet provocations â be found himself drawn to them, unable to prstst Julamaâs dark, nuteise pare locked onto hers, and be shook his head. âNo, it didnât bunt,â
line bugged her sleiades amis around lanell and winspried, âI want to take a bath. Leave.
Bark in the bedcouin, Lead, is expession . âMr. Alvarra, Mr. Z Zander is here. He knows the situation has gotten out of hand, and now that heâs heard Arlanâs face pedained cold, and an tips parted as he replied calmly, âHave dan wait for me in the study.â
drâone study, Henry and inde, Victoria, Mein aliady rated Hemyâs eyes were watchful they met Adamâs.
âAtam, Hasir, B âHenry said. âIte was reckless completely outline to lay a hand on someone under your protection. I sincerely.
âhot Elijahs is the only sound the Zandey family. Heâs my lyric. Youâve always called in Uhule Henry, and thereâs alongâstanding friendship between the Alvarez Tatuly and the Zander Family Iâm asking you, matamur, to let insy son go.â