The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 345

Koen's kiss was forceful and intense, diving in without a moment's hesitation.

Though his technique left much to be desired, the pressure was enough to leave Peyton too stunned to react.

When he finally released her, Peyton's face flushed with anger as she glared at the man before her.

"How long have you been holding it in? Finally dropping the pretense and showing your true colors?"

Koen's expression darkened as he replied, "The more you despise me, the more I want to be with you. At Morgan Group, our principle is to be shameless. What do you suggest I do?"

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Peyton trembling with fury. She wanted nothing more than to get Frey out of this wretched place and away from these scoundrels!

By noon, the sun had pierced through the thick clouds, suggesting that snow might soon fall on the mountains.

Sunlight streamed into Frey's bedroom through the large, ancient carved window. Next to her, the man lay covered in bloody scratches from her nails and deep bite marks on his broad shoulders.

Frey herself didn't fare much better, her pale skin marked with light bruises. The night before had been a wild frenzy.

She slowly closed her eyes just as Nathaniel woke up beside her, wrapping his strong arms around her.

He clung to her like a koala.

Frey tried to pull away, but he held her tighter.

"Don't move," Nathaniel's voice was hoarse and thick with emotion.

"I need a bath," Frey protested. She and Nathaniel had been inseparable since their engagement, but now she felt a deep conflict within herself, yearning for the tenderness of three years ago yet hating herself after every encounter.

"You fell asleep yesterday, so I washed you," Nathaniel murmured, holding her even tighter.

The terrifying leap she had taken the previous day had nearly driven him mad with fear, and now he didn't want to let her go for even a moment.