Talented Heiress: A Rose With Thorns



Wilson's deep, maic voice brushed against Yvette's ear, leaving no room for her to respond before his warm lips found hers.

The kiss was intense and demanding, overwhelming her senses. Yvette let out a soft whimper, her body going weak as she instinctively leaned into him, trying to match his fervor.

Sensing her submission, Wilson's eyes darkened, the desire within him deepening as his control slipped away. All he could think about was pressing her into the couch and drawing out every reaction from her.

After what felt like an eternity, Wilson reluctantly pulled away from her lips. Yvette breathed a little faster, her eyes narrowing as she shot him a glare. Yvette didn't realize her flushed cheeks only made her more enchanting. It only provoked his desire instead of intimidating him.

Wilson swallowed hard, his gaze fixated on her tempting, glistening lips. He really couldn't bear to see her leave.

Yvette took a moment to steady her breath, pressed her lips together to calm the heat rising in her cheeks, then firmly pushed him away. "I really have to go."

Wilson struggled to suppress the heat coursing through him as he gently took her hand. He said in a deep, maic voice, "Let me send you The team waiting in the lounge was growing impatient. They were all Adam's most trusted members, sent specifically to ensure Yvette's safety. "When is Yvie coming?" someone muttered.

off."

Before their teammate could respond, Wilson strode in, holding Yvette's hand. They walked side by side, exuding an effortless charm that was hard to ignore.

As soon as they noticed Yvette's slightly swollen lips, their eyes darted to Wilson, laden with unspoken accusations.

It was a good thing Adam had other commitments and couldn't come to pick up Yvette himself, or there surely would've been a fight with Wilson.

"Ms. Murray, we're here to escort you because the captain couldn't make it."

Their demeanor was warm and welcoming. They were treating her as if she were their sister.

"Don't worry. We're great at telling jokes and keeping things lively. You won't be bored with us on the way!"

Yvette smiled in response to their enthusiasm, bet before she could say anything. Wilson interjected.

"She's tired. Let her rest on the way. Don't disturb her."

"Tired?" They exchanged confused glances but quickly nodded in agreement.

"Okay. Since Yvie is tired, we won't bother her."

"Yvie, if you need anything, just let us know. The captain made it clear we're to take good care of you, so don't hesitate to ask." Yvette nodded. “Okay."

Seeing her so agreeable, they couldn't help but think that if they didn't know she was the notorious Master Xev of the underground world, they would have wanted to pat her on the

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What a sweet girl! How could she possibly be the infamous Master Xev?

As the car drove away, Wilson reluctantly turned his gaze from her, his usual icy demeanor settling back in as he spoke in a low tone.

"Prepare yourselves. After Grandma's birthday, we'll head to the base camp as quickly as we

can.'

If Yvette wouldn't take Wilson with her, he would go to her himself.