?Chapter 619:


    “Terrified,” she whispered.


    But for all her words, there was no fear in her eyes.


    Nate’s gaze darkened, something unreadable passing through it.


    “Corrine,” he said, his voice quieter now, “I’ll give you onest chance to change your mind.”


    Before he could say another word, she hooked a finger around his cor, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him.


    When the kiss ended, she met his eyes with quiet certainty.


    “Does that answer your question?”


    Nate gazed at her for a long moment, the hard edges of his expression softening.


    “It does.”


    And with that, he leaned in, kissing her again.


    After what felt like an eternity, Nate finally loosened his grip and allowed Corrine to breathe.


    His gaze lowered to the woman in his arms, her chest rising and falling rapidly. His dark eyes held an unmistakable dominance.


    “Now that you’ve made your choice, there’s no turning back.”


    His tone was calm, almost casual, yet each syble sent Corrine’s pulse into a frenzied rhythm.


    She lifted her eyes slightly, her lips parting softly as she asked, “Are you hurt?”


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    Nate shook his head, his voice carrying a quiet indifference.


    “Aren’t you curious about what I did tonight?”


    Corrine hesitated for a beat before a faint smile curved her lips.


    “No matter what, I’m sure it was the other party’s fault.”


    He studied her, the light in her eyes gleaming brighter than any distant star. She had sided with him without hesitation, without reason, without proof.


    A knot tightened in his throat. Without thinking, his arm curled tighter around her waist, pulling her closer. Then, he leaned in and kissed her again—fiercely, unapologetically.


    The streemp’s warm glow cascaded over them, their shadows merging on the pavement like a silent vow.


    A few steps away, Matias stood by the car, lowering his gaze as if suddenly interested in the ground.


    He found himself wondering if witnessing this overwhelming disy of affection counted as an upational hazard.


    A moment passed, and Nate only let her go when Corrine’s breath came in uneven gasps, her lips flushed from the force of his kiss.


    She leaned against his chest as her fingers idly yed with his tie, her voice soft and teasing.


    “Now will you tell me what happened tonight?”


    From the moment they met, Nate had always beenposed, calcting. He never acted recklessly—unless the situation demanded it. Corrine knew that whatever had transpired tonight, it must have been far from ordinary.


    Nate’s fingers skimmed the sensitive skin behind her ear, his deep voice a whisper against her skin.


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