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The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 365

Summary for Chapter 365: The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter Summary: Chapter 365 – The President's Accidental Wife by Floria

In Chapter 365, a key moment in the Billionaires novel The President's Accidental Wife, Floria delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Summer furrowed her brows after reading the messages, wondering what happened to Sherman again.

She lowered her head slightly, her fair and sleek neck exposed. The slip dress made her already beautiful, sexy shoulders look even sexier, her white shapely legs and wasp waist even more alluring.

Mark's gaze deepened as he saw her seductive beauty i n the depths of night.

He stretched out a hand and held her chin. "Are you seducing me?" His every word sounded extremely hoarse.

Seducing him? Was he mad?

She raised her hand and smacked his hand away without batting an eyelid. "Which part of me makes you think I am seducing you, Mark?"

"The whole of you."

His voice was gruff, his eyes glancing at her low-neckline white slip dress.

She followed his eyes and only then she realized she was wearing a slip dress. So she looked at him with a n impassive expression. "What are you looking at, Mark?"

He did not answer her question but reached to draw her over, hugging her tightly in his arms, and then his hand started to caress her on the waist sensually before moving down her body.

Summer fought back with both her hands and legs as she tried to get away. "Let me go, Mark!” She forced her words through her teeth.

"I won't let go..." He clenched her hands with both hands and pressed her against the French window behind her, rubbing his solid wall of chest muscles against her. "Grace is right... Ms. Hart..."

Apparently, those words of Grace had put off the anger inside him. What was left inside him was just relaxing pleasure.

Mark let out a muddled grunt, gasping in pain, and his chest heaved up and down. He looked at her lustrous, yet cold eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. Only then h e let go of her.

Stopping is not only a torture but also a capital punishment for men.

Instead of putting out the blazing heat inside him, this kiss had ignited his fervent desire.

Summer raised her right hand and aimed for a slap on his face. But before she could hit his face, Mark caught her hand. "Your temper has become hotter and hotter, eh?"

Her chest was heaving. She calmed her breathing down and then said slowly,

"Mark, I can get along with you now only because of the peace agreement. Please don't try my patience."

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