GoodNovelChapter 777 Especially since Hendrix was already caught up in trouble because of Noelle- and now, he might even be facing prison time.
At that thought, Noelle lowered her gaze again.
"Are you scared?" Hendrix suddenly asked.
Noelle froze. Only then did she realize her fingers were trembling faintly.
She tried to steady them, but it was no use. So, she could only answer him truthfully, "No." "Do you know what I'm going to do?" Hendrix asked again.
By now, they were standing outside the hotel room door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHendrix held the keycard in his hand. With only one arm usable, he had let go of Noelle's hand earlier. Meaning if she wanted to, she could turn and run right now.
But she didn't move. On the contrary, her eyes remained fixed on his every action.
Hendrix looked at her and suddenly laughed. Then, he swiped the card and pulled her inside.
The door clicked shut behind them.
Hendrix didn't even bother inserting the keycard into the slot. He simply tossed it aside before lowering his head to kiss her.
Noelle remained slightly rigid at first. But under Hendrix's soothing kisses, she gradually relaxed, her fingers lightly clutching at the hem of his shirt.
Hendrix cupped her face in his hands. His tongue explored every inch of her lips and mouth with unrestrained dominance, yet his hands never strayed downward.
Noelle could feel his ragged breaths and the rising heat of his body pressed against hers. Several times, she thought he was about to take things further. But in reality, e didn't.
It was a long while before Hendrix finally released her. He then moved his hand away from her cheeks to wipe away the silveryo of saliva at the corner of her lips.
Noelle had already felt short of breath earlier, and the moment he let go, she finally gasped softly for air. "Alright. Go take a shower and get srest," Hendrix said.
Noelle froze for a second before understanding-he wanted her to wash up first.
Without a word, she gave a small nod and turned toward the bathroom.
She'd seen her body many times before and knew it intimately. Yet for sreason, she suddenly found it difficult to face-especially the scars.
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She didn't know what Hendrix would think when he saw them. Looking at them now, all she could think was how ugly they were. Because of this, she lingered in the bathroom much longer than necessary. It wasn't until Hendrix knocked on the door-apparently worried she might have fainted-that she finally dragged herself out.
After her shower, it was Hendrix's turn.
Lying on the bed, listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom, Noelle bechyperaware of her own pounding heartbeat.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Each beat was louder than the last.
She pressed a hand to her chest, as if trying to will it to calm down. But obviously, it didn't work.
Just as Noelle was about to get up for a glass of water gam door opened infden Startled, She immediately flopped back down and yanked the covers over her head.
She clutched the blanket tightly out of nervousness and squeezed hen eyes shut. Then she heard it-the sound of Hendrix's footsteps approaching the bed.
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