Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 420

"Is it gonna hurt?"

Remington lifted his gaze, his eyes slightly squinting, deeply staring at his breathtakingly beautiful wife in the early morning light.

"Mrs. Dashiell, you think so highly of me?"

"What do you mean?" Lizetta was a bit perplexed, her eyes soft and clear.

The man's lips curved slightly, "You think my stamina and intensity could surpass your daily dance workouts?"

Lizetta's cheeks flushed, and she playfully punched his shoulder in faux annoyance, "Just be careful, okay?"

"Yeah, you're quite the handful. Honey, if you have so much faith in me, wait until Joy arrives, and I'll prove it to you."

His voice was husky, whispering in Lizetta's ear, his lips hot, trailing down her neck, his kisses growing more fervent.

Lizetta couldn't help but wrap one arm around his neck, her other hand caressing his slightly stiff hair.

She could feel his enthusiasm, his mood having been exceptionally good these past few days. She thought, perhaps he was also looking forward to their wedding.

Her heartbeat raced, and with the most intimate of connections, her love felt scorching hot. In his moment of passion, she inadvertently scratched across his back; moving closer, she whispered in his ear with a voice soft and sultry.

"Honey, let's never be apart."

Remington shivered, holding her tightly, and eagerly nuzzled her ear, his voice rough, "Yeah, forever!"

As Lizetta heard his promise, her body flushed with warmth, feeling both her heart and body filled to the brim.

When they finally got out of bed, they were indeed late. Lizetta rushed through her breakfast, while Remington sat beside her, dabbing her lips with a napkin to clean the milk stains, chuckling softly.

Remington pondered for a moment, already having a lead on Stella's last known whereabouts. In two weeks, they should have some answers.

He then stroked Lizetta's hair, leaning in to kiss her forehead, nodding, "Then it's settled, in two weeks. Whatever you want, honey."

His tone was indulgent, Lizetta's cheeks tinting pink, her smile sweet and filled with anticipation as she looked at him.

After breakfast, Remington drove Lizetta to the dance troupe himself.

He asked Lina to stay with Lizetta at the troupe, instructing Lina to take good care of her and to contact him immediately if anything came up, before he left in his Bentley that had been following them.

Lizetta, not wanting to hold back the dance troupe's progress, put in extra effort in her rehearsals over the next few days.

At noon, just after rehearsal, Lizetta received a call from the hospital.