CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO:YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL LITTLE WIFE

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"You already know what I want, little wife," Shane said, his voice low and dangerously smug, a slow smile spreading across his face. The way he looked at her, like a predator ready to pounce, sent an involuntary shiver down Sophie's spine. Her heart hammered against her chest, the memory of their last encounter igniting a mix of anxiety and anticipation deep inside her.

"My services don't come for free. I'm sure you remember the last time." His words were laced with a knowing arrogance, and Sophie swallowed hard, a heat rising within her that she tried desperately to suppress.

"What do you want this time?" she asked, trying to sound calm, but her voice betrayed her. It was too soft, too uncertain. She could feel the tension crackling between them, thick and suffocating. His dark eyes, full of mischief and desire, raked over her body, lingering in a way that made her skin flush.