Shredded Vows: The Billionaire’s Secret Heir novel Chapter 21

Lydia Rose’s heart skipped a beat, a suffocating wave of panic washing over her.

The next second, Gideon Gray’s hand shot out, gripping her chin. Her eyes widened, and meeting his predatory gaze, her breath caught in her throat.

The air inside the car instantly grew thick with a stifling, heated tension.

His grip wasn't bruising, but it oozed absolute dominance. Fury burned in his eyes as he leaned in, closing the distance between them.

His chilling breath brushed against her ear.

Lydia instinctively turned her head away, but Gideon aggressively tore at her collar, crashing his lips down onto hers.

"Let go," she gasped, her voice laced with desperation. "Gideon, we're in the car." She pushed against his chest, careful not to make too much noise as she fought to escape his hold without drawing Larson’s attention from the driver's seat.

Her resistance only pushed him further over the edge. He kissed her with ruthless aggression, deepening the physical dominance as if intent on swallowing every ounce of her defiance.

In the frantic struggle, Lydia accidentally caught his wrist. The Filigree Bracelet snapped instantly, breaking without warning.

Gideon froze. He pulled back, his somber gaze slicing into her like a blade.

"I... I'm sorry," Lydia stammered, terrified. She barely dared to breathe, a cold chill running down her spine. "I didn't mean to."

His voice was dangerously low. "Pick it up."

She trembled, immediately dropping her gaze to search the floorboards.

Under the warm interior lights, she leaned down to retrieve the vintage jewelry, offering it back to him with both hands. "I'm so sorry. It was an accident."

Her voice shook, knowing exactly what this piece meant to him.

Right at that moment, the car pulled into the estate's driveway. "Gideon, Lydia, we've arrived," Larson announced from the front.

Gideon snatched the broken pieces from her hands. His eyes were shadowed with fury, though he forcefully restrained himself from lashing out.

"Get out," he ordered, his fist clenching tightly around the metal as he glared at her.

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