His Plaything Became the Heiress He Can't Touch

e down. Someone

ght around her waist,

le tugging at the corner of her mouth. "You're literally in my room in b

ant. His step-sister. But behind closed

hinted there'd be an announcement, so everyone was back. And yet E

but as the teasing dragged o

g up? When did you

her nails into his arm without thi

er earlobe with maddening slowness. "Is

lm, Carol snapped back, annoyed. "Wh

hem, she'd never once gone against wha

head back. His voice was low and hoarse. "I asked you to come to the hotel. You di

hought that's what you liked,

he pocket watch he always carried-probably someone h

ld you? Stop guessin

rattled. In that tense mome

rol

er mothe

or open, Carol shouted in panic, "Mom

on, brushing his lips again

. "What's taking so long?

ut Edward suddenly moved lower. Caught o

ugh the door. "Carol? What on

dward's lips. She pinched her arm hard, trying to snap herself out

Ed? His grandfather's bee

rol admit Edward was

't see

re's a gift box in your wardrobe. I picked out a dress for you-it's Ed's favorite s

ould feel Edward's entir

in, eyes glinting with a sneer. "Catch my eye? Your shameless

y snapped Car

t you

another woman after my mom. Funny how your mother managed to make him break that promise, dump my mom like trash, and st

for Carol. Her voice came out icy cold. "Edwa

hrough marriage. Her stepfather Raymond had treated her well, like his own

amily saw her and her mom as cur

on her neck. She slapped at his hand that was still running wild. "Quit it. We need

me to me first. This game doesn't end un

rom his lips and belt freshly buckled, finally z

o stay up on her feet, hurriedly thro

to be heading down? Or do you wan

. She scrambled to toss her outf

after the other. Every set of eyes turned to them at once, eac