The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1491

When they got back to the apartment complex, an hour had already passed.

Mirabella had dozed off in the car for a while, only coming to her senses when the car came to a stop. She lifted her gaze to look at the garage, then turned to look at the man in the driver's seat.

James didn't speak. He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.

Mirabella raised an eyebrow but followed suit.

James had already walked around the car to meet her. His mask had been removed, revealing eyes as dark as ink, but the look he directed at Mirabella was burning with intensity.

In this moment, it was just the two of them.

Mirabella coughed, the sleepiness not yet fully dispelled from her eyes, resembling a lazy cat. She opened her mouth to speak, "You..."

In the next instant, her waist was suddenly encircled by James's hand, pulling her into his embrace. A kiss, filled with passionate longing, descended, swallowing up the words in her mouth.

After what felt like an eternity, James finally let go. Mirabella's fair cheeks had turned a rosy hue. He took her hand and led her towards the house, saying, "Let's rest for a bit. I'll take you out for dinner later."

Mirabella: "Oh."

Once inside, James guided her to sit on the living room sofa, then went to pour a cup of hot tea, which he handed to Mirabella before sitting down beside her.

Mirabella held the cup, taking only a couple of sips before setting it down.

Just as she was about to speak, James had already naturally wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close. He rested his head on her shoulder, his voice enticingly murmuring in her ear.

"Let me lean on you for a while." As James spoke, his lips brushed against Mirabella's neck, his warm breath fanning her skin.

Mirabella: "."

James tightened his arm, adjusting until they found a comfortable position, and then contentedly closed his eyes.