The Divorce Prescription (Celina and Adam) novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12 

Sewing Carly’s caller, Adam’s rationally snapped hark 

At that moment, he was a mess. His clothes were damp, his body was marked with kisses from a woman, and his breathing was still unsteady. Desire had consumed him just 

He had actually desired Celine! 

Adam didn’t even like her. He blamed it all on the fact that he was a man and had failed to resist the temptation of such a stunning woman. 

He pressethebutton to answer the call, derling pulty toward Curly. The pilli made himen mere gentle heard her, and his voice softened noticeably “Hey, Curly” 

hom the other and came the sound other metal music Carly’s wort voice followed, “adam, I’m at a chib right now.” 

Adam pendel, “No drinking. Have Jordan and you some mik.” 

Orly replied, “Goth! My assistant lors des In you. Adam, come join us. I’ll wait for you” 

Adamned, ready to line. But just then, a small hand reached out and grabbed the love of his shirt. 

He turned his head back. At this moment, Celine was completely soaked. Her wet slip dress clung to her body, accentuating her alluring curves. Her eyes were red, and she clung tightly to him, refusing to let him go. 

Adam moved slightly, attempting to free his sleeve from her grip. But Celine stubbornly held on, her reddened eyes staring up athim with determinations. 

Adam opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, Celine linged forward and hugged him. Her pot voice whispered near his ear, “Don’t go, please” 

One had grown up, but she realized she was still add of being abandoned. She freed standing dinner in the bustling streets, surrounded by strangers. 

Ada, tangled in her hold, di now what to do 

Carty’s voice came through the phone again. “Adanjare you listing? Come here quickly” 

Celine stood on pine and suddenly muted soly.” 

That title was unique to the girl from back then. But wasn’t that girly? 

Adam’s expression shifted deamatically. “Curly, 

He ended the call and pushed Celine against the wall. His derp, sharp pe tiedon her as he asked, “Why’d you call me that? Celine, who exactly are you?” 

Celine wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips. Her soft, psy Tips pressed against his unexpectedly, filling the air with a delicate tragrance. 

It was a kiss both sender and inexperienced. 

Adem didn’t close his eyes but instead watched her intenth She didn’t lose herether; her bright, watery eyes gazed right back at him. 

That was keben Adam noticed something shoolding liwa inaked femurkably like the eyes of the gel from back then. 

Celine Issed him for a moment when she got no reaction to him, she pulled away and gave up. Sheth timed to leave. 

But just then, Amigdamund her, pulling her slender body dietly into his embrace. His overwhelming masculine presence surrounded her as he bent down and kissed her deeply. 

Back at the club, Carly sat at the counter with her assistant, Jordan Lawrence. 

Jordan sud “arly, isn’t Mr. Alvarez coming tonight? 

Adam’s handsome face darkened. His voice was cold as he shouted, “Carly!” 

ctive man approached Garly at the bar and tried to strike up a conversation. “Hi, gorgeous. Can I buy you a drink?” 

Carly gestured toward the video chat, pointing at Adam, and told the man, “That’s my boyfriend. But if he doesn’t show up within 30 minutes, I’m all yours tonight ” Throw, intrigued. 

cart’s repression was bold, her eyes full of defiance as she said, “Adam, tonight, you have to choose–me or Celine. You can only have one woman in your lite ” 

that, Carly ended the video call Adam’s anger was palpable, his grip on his phone tightening as veins balged on the back of his hand. 

“adim, juce only have one on your e 

“Mom, you can only have one daught 

Therently similar phrases chord in Crine’s mind like a curse, lerng ber momentarily stunned 

The wanth of Adan’s presence denly shed Head let go of her and stepped a 

Glorfited her por, watching and 

of his damp clothes and into a fresh shirt and tailored trousers. 

He them araned to lim, and has deep back eyes locked on her face. “What’s your type? 

Dine was momentely baffled by the question 

Ademolated, “Tindyou, you’d pre