His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 328

Archer gave her no chance to retreat. His large hand clamped down on the back of her head while his other arm locked around her slender waist, caging her firmly against his chest.

He didn't pull away until she was completely deprived of oxygen and her legs went weak.

Archer bent down, scooped the dazed Virginia into his arms, and strode out of the restaurant.

The car sped down the streets, coming to a smooth stop in front of The Royal Palace Hotel.

In the top-floor suite.

Archer kicked the door shut behind him and gently laid the woman in his arms down on the plush sofa.

Virginia's eyes were shut tight, her brows furrowed. Restlessly, she tugged at the collar of her white French dress, exposing a wide swath of luminous skin and delicate collarbones.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed violently. It took an immense amount of self-control to suppress the fire raging inside him.

He knelt on one knee by the sofa, his large, calloused hand gently gripping her slender ankle.

The moment their skin touched, the searing heat of his palm made her flinch.

Moving incredibly slowly, Archer patiently untied the thin straps of her heels, sliding the shoes off and setting them aside.

He then stood up, walked into the bathroom, and wrung out a hot, damp towel.

"Don't move." Pinning down her flailing hands, Archer used the towel to carefully wipe her face and neck.

The warm, damp touch made Virginia let out a contented hum, and her tightly knit brows finally relaxed.

She slowly opened her eyes. Glistening with moisture and heavily clouded by alcohol, she stared blankly at the man hovering right over her.

The man's collar was thrown wide open, and his pale chest glowed with a wildly seductive sheen under the wall lamps. The sandalwood bead tassel on his right wrist swayed gently with his movements.

The last thread of reason snapping in her alcohol-soaked brain, Virginia totally lost her mind.

She suddenly reached up, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and yanked him down hard.

Caught completely off guard, Archer had to plant a hand on the sofa right next to her thigh just to keep from crushing her.

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