The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 206

Chapter 206

Adam looked up and saw a slender figure. Celine had come. His thin lips pressed into a line. “What are you doing here? Who let you in?”

Celine stepped into the living room, walking toward him.

“Leo!” Adam called out. “Leo, where’s the person I asked you to arrange? Why isn’t she here yet?“.

No response. No one answered him. Celine also remained silent.

Adam tugged at the collar of his shirt, his expression darkening. “Get out!”

Celine’s long lashes fluttered slightly. “Fine, I’ll leave then.” She turned on her heels and began to walk away

However, before she could take another step, a strong land grabbed her slender arm. His voice was low and filled with restrained anger.

“Celine!

Celine turned back, blinking up at him with a playful glint in her eyes. “What?”

Adam pulled her closer. His body was burning, his skin hot like molten lava. The effects of the seductive scent had been tormenting him for hours, and sheer willpower was the only thing keeping him together. His eyes were red, and his resolve crumbled.

Adam dipped his face into her hair and began to kiss her. His large, heated hand slid beneath the hem of her shirt.

Celine shivered at his touch, her body instinctively recalling

“You’re trembling. Don’t tell me you’ve never been with a man before,” Adam said, his voice mocking

Celine’s gaze met his. In the depths of his dark, bloodshot eyes, she saw something primal. A rew, unguarded desire.

He looked at her like a man starved. It was like he had stripped away every pretense and let his true self show.

Did he think Celine’s private lite was a mess and that she had slept with a lot of men? Was that the reason he treated her this way?

Celine bit down on her lower lip and raised her hand to slap him. However, this time, he caught her wrist in midair. He shoved her onto the couch.

His body pressed down on hers, pinning her in place. “Enough with the slapping. Try it again and see what happens.”

Celine was the only person who had ever dared to slap him.

“Let me go!” she demanded, squirming beneath him.

He released her wrist but immediately began unbuttoning her shirt

“Adam, stop. I can help you,” she blurted, her hand tumbling at her waist for the silver needle she always carried. She was aiming at Adam’s acupuncture point

However, Adamn wasn’t someone who could be caught off guard. He swatted the needle out of her hand in an instant. “What do you think you’re doing?” The needle dropped on the carpet, and Celine was scrambling to retrieve the needle. “My needle!”

From above, Adam watched her pick up the needle. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her delicate arms. Her profile was flawless, and her skin was smooth and glowing

Adara gazed at her, his eyes studying

ing her the way a man would look at a woman. Every man had his preferences, but before meeting Celine, h quite define what his type was.