She Was the Treasure All Along novel Chapter 662

Seeing her shocked and utterly flustered seemed to satisfy him. He leaned down, their noses practically brushing, and his low voice dripped with raw seduction. "Tell me. Am I passionate enough? Hmm? Better than someone who just sends you links over the internet? If you really like those toys, I'll buy every single one of them. We can try them all. Just promise me you won't fall for that oversized brute."

Staring at his breathtaking face so close to hers, feeling the overwhelming wave of his pheromones and his stubborn, misplaced jealousy, it finally clicked. He had seen the links Buck sent her and completely misunderstood. His jealousy had been simmering ever since they were downstairs in the living room.

So *this* was his way of defending his status as her boyfriend? Throwing himself at her to show how wronged he felt?

For a second, Loyce didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Instead, she raised her free hand, looping it around his neck, her fingers lightly threading through the hair at his nape. "You misunderstood."

She tugged him downward, and Lucian yielded instantly, lowering his head until she captured his lips.

Lucian let out a muffled breath.

He still held her hand against him, making no move to stop her.

Handing over his ultimate vulnerability to her had yielded an entirely unexpected result. His breathing completely unraveled.

He had forced her hand there to prove his 'passion', but he hadn't anticipated that Loyce would take control with such direct, intoxicating confidence.

Feeling the chaotic shift in his emotions, Loyce kissed him softly, murmuring against his lips. "Buck is just a pirate. I asked him to dig up evidence on *The Providence*, and in exchange, I'm getting him what he wants. Those links you saw? They're for him and his wife."

"So, stop being jealous." Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she held his gaze. "I only want you."

Lucian's arms snapped around her, pulling her flush against his chest as he kissed her with punishing intensity, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Loyce was kissed breathless, her arms clinging to his neck, an adventurous, teasing glint in her eyes.

He finally broke the kiss, panting, resting his forehead against hers. Dark, consuming desire churned in his eyes. "You really are..."

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