The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1811

Stella's voice lacked conviction. "…No, I wasn't."

Suddenly, the world spun as Joshua pushed her down onto the soft bed.

His impossibly handsome face drew near, his eyes glinting with a dangerous light.

"So you're saying you weren't satisfied last night?"

Joshua's body was perfect. Not an ounce of fat, just evenly distributed muscle, with firm, smooth lines that could rival a top male model.

It was clear at a glance that a physique like this wasn't built in a gym alone.

The sheer masculine energy radiating from him made her blush and her heart race every time she looked. Stella suddenly found it hard to breathe.

Then she heard Joshua's voice again. "I'm sorry. I don't have much experience. I must have hurt you. I'll be gentler next time."

Before Stella could react, his warm breath brushed her lips, and she was once again submerged in his deep, lingering kiss.

Stella wanted to tell Abby that they had completely misunderstood Joshua.

He wasn't incapable—he was very capable.

And he was being sincere when he said he didn't want to hurt her.

The morning sun cast a golden ray through a gap in the curtains, casting their tangled shadows across the sheets.

-

When Stella opened her eyes again, it was late in the morning.

Joshua was already fully dressed and sitting in a nearby chair, reading a book.

In black slacks and a spotless white shirt, he looked as elegant as could be. Not only did he show no signs of fatigue, but he appeared refreshed and invigorated.

As if sensing something, Joshua looked up at her.

Seeing she was awake, he asked, "Is there anything you'd like to eat? I can have something sent up."

Stella wasn't in the mood to think about food. "Anything is fine," she said.

Joshua didn't press the issue. He made a call, gave some instructions, and then took a new set of clothes from a nearby cabinet and handed them to her.

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