Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start novel Chapter 916

With that, she tried to wriggle out of his arms and make a run for it. But no matter how fast she was, Dennis was faster. She had barely taken two steps before an arm snaked around her waist, pulling her back into his embrace. Dennis held her from behind, his tall frame enveloping her completely. A low, dangerous voice whispered in her ear, “Running? If you want to shower, we’ll shower together. Then you’ll know for sure whether I need any ‘treatment.’” No way! If things got out of hand, she would be the one paying the price. The soreness from their last encounter hadn't even fully faded. A wave of panic hit Camila, and she quickly backpedaled. “I don’t think that’s necessary!” She didn’t know the full story about his physical condition, but she had personally experienced his stamina and endurance. She wasn’t about to provoke him again. “My parents are right next door…” she added desperately. Dennis lowered his head and nibbled gently on her earlobe, his voice a sexy, perilous whisper. “Don’t worry. They’ve had a long day too; they’ll sleep soundly tonight. You should be more worried about yourself, Camila.” Without giving her another chance to escape, he swept her off her feet and carried her into the bathroom. Camila’s escape was foiled. The door clicked shut behind them, and he set her down on the bathroom counter. Dennis didn't make a move on her right away. Instead, he turned and gathered her makeup removal supplies. “Want me to help?” he asked. His tone was thoughtful, but his eyes promised he had no intention of letting her go. Camila’s heart pounded in her chest. Trying to stall for time, she asked coyly, “Do you even know how?” A smirk played on Dennis’s lips. “I know the basic steps.” He had seen her do her makeup and take it off before. With his photographic memory, he had a good idea of the process. Camila tilted her chin up. “Oh? Then you do it.” Dennis raised an eyebrow but didn’t refuse. He began to gently remove her makeup. It was his first time doing something like this, and his movements were a bit clumsy, but he was incredibly gentle and meticulous, careful not to hurt her. Camila was surprised that he was actually good at it. It seemed Mr. Williams was a fast learner in all aspects of life. Just moments ago, he had been a dangerous predator, and now he had switched to this gentle, caring persona. How could one person so effortlessly stir her heart, no matter what he did? It was enough to make her willingly submit, even when she knew she was being teased. However, that thought didn't last long. Once her makeup was off, Dennis remembered his primary objective. He scooped her into his arms and carried her under the showerhead. As the warm water rained down from above, Camila instinctively closed her eyes, only to be pressed against the cool wall and kissed deeply. The trickling water soaked their clothes, making them cling to their bodies. The thin fabric of his white shirt became translucent, outlining the hard muscles of his chest and creating an image of raw, masculine power. The look in his eyes as he kissed her was enough to make her heart tremble. Her dress, now soaked, clung to her curves, revealing her exquisite figure. Under the soft light, her eyes shimmered with a watery mist, making her look both vulnerable and incredibly alluring. The temperature outside was low, but inside the small, enclosed space, the heat rose with the steam, climbing higher and higher. For the first time, Camila discovered a new kind of intimacy in a place like this—helplessly pinned against the shower wall, her legs so weak they could barely hold her up.