His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 82

Tessa called gently, "Stephen."

Stepen pressed his lips against her cheeks before answering her gently, "I'm here."

"That incident with Jordan and the fight you had with Zachary a few days ago…"

Tessa hesitated momentarily before continuing, "If your family found out you lost control because of me and nearly beat someone to death, would they want to cancel our engagement?"

Stephen kissed her forehead. "I won't let that happen. They won't find out about it."

Tessa lowered her gaze, her heart heavy with guilt. Her voice was faint and soft as she said, "You don't have to go to such an extent for someone like me."

"Tess," Stephen murmured, lifting her chin with his warm hand, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You're worth it. You mean so much more to me than my own life."

His deep, dark eyes were looking at her with an intense gaze.

Tessa froze as her eyes flickered with emotion. She could not find her voice for quite some time. She never thought she would be so important to Stephen.

Her eyes trembled as a strong sense of unease welled up inside her.

She was terrified. Terrified that she'd one day drag him down with her.

The thought of him nearly going to prison because of her made her chest tighten painfully.

"Tess, didn't you say you would stop crying? Why are there tears again?"

His voice pulled her out of her thoughts, and she became aware of the tears streaking her face.

She pouted. "Then, wipe my tears for me."

He gently brushed her tears away with the slightly rough pad of his thumb.

Suddenly, Tessa wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest like a small kitten, nuzzling him for comfort.

His heart melted.

She inhaled softly, taking in his scent, and hummed contentedly. "Stephen, you smell so nice."

Stephen chuckled. "You can smell it all you want since you like it."