Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier) novel Chapter 152

“What is it? Couldn’t you understand it? Didn’t you already take on individual projects? You’ve even designed for Glenview Villa Couldn’t you figure out a design exhibition? Why did you even bother going then?” 

Xavo refused to mention Terence. It would make him seem jealous. So, he subconsciously tried to vent his anger by belittling Lily. 

hed his shirt but struggled to free herself from his embrace. She twisted her body, and her face was full of defiance, “Xavier, let go of me.” 

Her soft body squirmed against his firm chest, sending a shiver through him. His grip on her waist tightened as he pulled her closer. 

“I’m going to make dinner…” Lily didn’t want to escalate the situation and tried to change the subject to avoid confrontation. 

His grip on her waist suddenly loosened. He bent down and hoisted her over his shoulder without giving her a moment of relief. 

“Ah! 

“She was shocked as she instinctively wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders. 

“I’m not hungry.” Xavier lifted her and headed upstairs. “Why not do something meaningful instead of wasting time on dinner.” 

Lily knew exactly what he meant. He intended to channel his unspoken frustration into something physical. 

She wore a pair of fitted black leggings. It accentuated her slender and straight legs as well as the curve of her hips. Her makeup was light and delicate, and she carried a faint trace of perfume. 

The thought of her meeting Terence like this and spending the entire day with him tightened his jaw and darkened his face. 

He carried her straight into the bathroom and bent down to set her down. The room was dark. She was suddenly set down after a dizzying whirl. She staggered and landed on the edge of the bathtub. 

She instinctively reached out for balance, and her fingertips accidentally touched the buckle of his belt. A stream of cold water rained down from the showerhead before she could react. 

Lily was soaked in the water from the showerhead, though some splashed onto Xavier’s shoulder. His white shirt was dampened as it clung to his chest. Lily was drenched in cold water. She couldn’t help but gasp. Her voice blended with the sound of water dripping around her. 

It was like a pebble dropped into a still lake, rippling through his composure. 

She struggled, causing him to lose his balance. He braced himself against the wall with his well–defined hand and was pulled closer to her. 

He steadied himself and bent down to capture her slightly cool lips with his. His other hand tangled in her hair as he held her head firmly, preventing her from escaping or resisting, 

The soft moonlight streamed through the window, casting its glow over them. 

A wave of bitterness and pain spread through Lily’s heart. She couldn’t steady herself on the edge of the bathtub and could only cling to his shirt tightly, relying on the strength of his embrace to avoid falling in. 

The temperature of the water from the showerhead gradually grew warm. His anger seemed to melt into a different kind of heat. He was past the point of restraint, leaving Lily no room to resist as he consumed her entirely. The sexual tension only dissipated at