Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1146

James looked nothing like the man she’d seen earlier on the tarmac. Every trace of exhaustion and chaos was gone. He had changed completely, from the black tactical shirt beneath his heavy military overcoat to the crisp, clean lines of his face. The fur collar on his coat made his jaw look even sharper, his features bold and striking. Gone were the smudges of paint and blood, wiped away to reveal the kind of rugged handsomeness that made Emmy’s heart skip. He’d shaved, too, leaving his chin perfectly smooth.

His hair was damp, dark and bristly, drops of water clinging to the ends. As he moved, one drop slid down from his temple, traced the hard line of his jaw, glided over his throat, and finally disappeared under his collar. In that moment, the raw allure of a special forces soldier seemed to fill the room, thickening the air between them. There was a fresh, clean scent in the air, lemon body wash mixed with mint shampoo. On anyone else, it might have seemed ordinary. On James, it was enough to make her legs feel like jelly.

As soon as he stepped through the door, his eyes found Emmy standing by the window. The room looked different, warmer, as if it had been waiting for this one moment. His wife, bathed in the soft glow of the lamp, stood there just for him. Something dark and wild flashed in his gaze, fierce and hungry.

He didn’t waste time with words. He strode over in a few quick steps, wrapped his arm around her, and pulled her against him. All the longing and restraint of the past months seemed to shatter at once. He lowered his head and kissed her, hard and sure.

“Mmm…” Emmy barely let out a muffled sound before the world narrowed to nothing but that kiss. It was wild, desperate, tasting of mint and something purely James. It was clean, but commanding. Months of longing, of dancing with danger and missing her, poured out in that single, overwhelming moment.

She melted against him, her arms sliding around his neck. Her eyes fluttered shut and she kissed him back, just as hungry, just as needy. The urgency between them softened, turned tender, then built again into something deeper, something that refused to be hurried. The room grew warmer, the air thick with want.

James cradled her head with one hand, his other arm locked around her waist, holding her so close it was as if he wanted to pull her into himself. Then... something shifted, a raw heat pressing between them, impossible to ignore. James forced himself to break the kiss, but he still wouldn’t let her go. He tucked his face into her neck, breathing hard, trying to calm the storm raging inside him.

Emmy was just as breathless, cheeks flushed, eyes dazed. She felt the heat of him, pressed against her stomach, and her face burned even hotter. Still, she managed to gather herself. She noticed the lingering dampness on his skin and frowned.

“Did you just shower?” She pushed gently at his shoulder, her voice edged with worry. “You’ve got all those wounds. They were bleeding earlier. Didn’t the doctor stitch you up? You can’t just shower like nothing happened. If the cuts get wet, they’ll get infected.”

James was still breathing her in, his voice muffled against her neck as he let out a low laugh. The rumble of it made Emmy’s ears buzz.

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