Too Much to Bear My Love

Chapter 14

Oscar’s knocks gradually became heavier and furious. “Amelia Winters, open the door!” he commanded.

It wasn’t until he knocked ten consecutive times that the door finally clicked open from the inside.

Amelia, dressed only in a bathrobe, was standing behind the door, her hair wet and her cheeks slightly flushed. She was, needless to say, a picture-perfect example of temptation.

Oscar’s eyes darkened with desire in a blink of an eye. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed and scrutinized her from head to toe.

Amelia noticed the difference in his behavior, yet she remained distant when she spoke. “Mr. Clinton, I’m tired.”

glanced down at her, picked her up, and kicked the door shut with the back of his foot. He lowered her onto the couch in the room, his large, calloused hand caressing

on his broad chest and replied, “Nothing. I’m just

because I liked that you weren’t one who enjoyed meaningless quarrels. If you’re now learning to put up airs with

conceal it. “Mr. Clinton, you don’t have

gazed fervently at her as if trying to pick up any trace of unwillingness

of fatigue. The thought of dealing with Oscar Clinton was completely overtaken by

warning, gently placing her

nearly half an hour later when the bed stopped creaking and their heavy

distinct masculine scent. She failed to conceal the weariness in her eyes for her body was

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