Sanford handed her a glass, and they clinked them together in a toast.
Jaelyn took a delicate sip of wine, her gaze lingering on his Adamâs apple, a flicker of obsession gleaming in her eyes.
He was the man she had loved deeply, and that affection hadnât waned a bit.
She couldnât help but wonder, if it werenât for his meddling mother back then, would she have been his wife long ago?
Thinking of this, Jaelyn leaned on his shoulder and whispered,
âSanford, I have missed you so much.
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Over the past few years, she had been with many men, but none could hold a candle to Sanford.
Whether it was their appearance or financial status, none of them was satisfactory.
She had once had the perfect man, so how could she settle for anyone else?
Jaelynâs fingers traced his chest provocatively, a playful smile dancing on her Lips.
A trace of coldness flashed in Sanfordâs eyes.
He held her wrist and pushed her onto the sofa.
His magnetic scent still held her in its thrall.
Jaelynâs heart raced as she recalled the intimate moments they had shared.
With what she believed was her most alluring smile, she silently conveyed her willingness for anything he desired.
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âSanford.
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Sanfordâs face remained impassive.
His fingers caressed her hair, trailing down to her neck.
Her beauty was as captivating as ever, butâ¦
Sanfordâs hand stopped at her neck.
He then suddenly tightened his grip.
Initially, Jaelyn thought Sanford was flirting, and she reveled in it.
But when she struggled to draw a breath, her eyes widened, and she desperately tried to break free.
âWhat are you doing, Sanford?â