Return of the Crowned Heiress novel Chapter 435

There was no way Stephan didn't know who Maurice was. He just wanted to ask what her relationship with him was.

Stephan's eyes darkened as his arms were fixed around Felicia's waist, to the point that she could feel the warmth of his fingertips. His fingers were rough, calloused from years of training.

When she didn't speak, his slender arms tightened, as if wanting to merge their bodies into one.

The room was dark, only illuminated by the faint moonlight coming in from the window. Under the moonlight, Stephan's features looked even sharper. His narrow, almond eyes held a cold, unfathomable depth that exuded a sense of allure.

Maybe it was the closeness, the intense heartbeat, or the atmosphere.

Felicia raised her head. She felt like she had been possessed as her mind went blank. Somehow, she ended up kissing Stephan.

The hand on her waist suddenly tightened.

Stephan's gaze darkened as he lowered his body and took control.

Just as things seemed on the verge of becoming uncontrollable, footsteps were heard from outside the door. Felicia jolted, snapping back into her senses. Stephan quickly grabbed a shirt and covered Felicia.

"Mr. Russell—"

"Get out!"

A clueless subordinate came in to report but was cut off by Stephan before he could start. The icy command scared him, making him feel as though he had stumbled upon the Grim Reaper. The subordinate scrambled to retreat.

Felicia took the opportunity to release herself from Stephan's hold.

She straightened her clothes and cleared her throat. After a brief moment of silence, she answered Stephan's question from earlier, "I have nothing to do with Maurice. He kidnapped me and released me after I healed his leg."

Felicia explained what happened when she was kidnapped, mentioning the twin venomous creatures as well. That was the only connection she had with Maurice.

Felicia felt uneasy under Stephan's gaze, especially when she thought about how they almost ended up sleeping together again just moments ago. Her ears began to burn. She couldn't help but scold herself for being so distracted by his good looks and losing control like that.

Felicia coughed and took a step back. Before Stephan could do anything, she dashed out of the bedroom and ran downstairs.

"I'm leaving now."

She didn't notice that two hours had passed. Was time fleeting, or was she just too immersed in the situation earlier?

Stephan caught up to her before she could call a cab. He picked her up and put her in the front seat of his car. He was going to send her back himself.

Felicia complained about how he left her on the roadside the other night before telling him her new home address.

Stephan's long fingers, with their clear, defined joints, rested on the steering wheel. With veins running across the back of his hand, it was a sight to behold.