Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 436

The next afternoon, Donovan flew back from his business trip in Swestan.

Giselle dropped everything and went straight to the airport to meet him. The moment she spotted his tall, striking figure emerging from the crowd, she broke into a run. Without caring about the stares around her, she threw herself into his arms.

Donovan had never liked public displays of affection. But now, holding her after days apart, he felt a rare satisfaction. He bent his head and brushed his lips against hers.

It was meant to be no more than a fleeting kiss. But Giselle pressed closer, parting his lips with hers and pulling him into a deep, hungry reunion kiss right there in the middle of the arrival hall. The crowd, the cameras, the whispers—none of it mattered.

After a few days without seeing her, Donovan could no longer hold back. Her familiar warmth and fragrance unraveled him. One hand gripped the back of her head as he kissed her with a fervor that left them both breathless.

Their two assistants, mortified by the spectacle, quietly pushed the luggage away. When they noticed bystanders raising phones to snap photos, they stepped forward with scowls, barking at them to stop.

But in Giselle's world, words like "embarrassment" or "shame" simply didn't exist. She never cared about the eyes on her, fearless and unapologetic, doing whatever she pleased. As far as she was concerned, if she refused to feel awkward, the only ones left uncomfortable were everyone else.

40 minutes later, they reached the villa.

The moment they stepped into the living room, Donovan scooped her up without hesitation, carrying her straight toward the master bedroom upstairs.

He kicked the door open, then shut it behind them with a thud. Exhaustion from travel meant nothing. There was no patience, no prelude—he pinned her to the bed and claimed her with urgent need.

On this front, the two of them were always in sync, bodies drawn together with relentless hunger. In the comfort of the grand bedroom, they gave themselves over to another reckless storm.

Afterward, they showered together and slipped back under the sheets, tangled in each other's arms, ready to drift into sleep.

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