Chapter 199
Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife
Chapter 199
Genevieve felt embarrassed to admit it, fearing her words might enchant him and make him lose control.
After a prolonged standoff, Anthony finally released her hand, and then gently touched her eyes and brows.
Before she could sigh with relief, Anthony suddenly leaned in, his handsome face right in front of her.
Genevieveâs heart skipped a beat.
Before she could react, Anthonyâs warm lips pressed firmly against hers, dominant yet aloof.
As their lips met, a surge of electricity surged through her, sending a delightful shiver down her spine.
The contrast in physical strength between the man and the woman became evident at that moment.
He appeared somewhat hurried but at the same time leisurely in his desire for control, both over her and
himself.
He casually enjoyed kissing her, savoring the moment with his hand unmoving.
Her eyes, beautiful like stars on a calm summer night, draw one in with their irresistible charm.
When Genevieve gazed into Anthonyâs eyes, she snapped out of her daze, sensing a cold and restrained demeanor beneath his gaze.
She abruptly turned her head, taking deep, slow breaths to calm herself.
A momentary lapse nearly made her play pretend to turn real as if she had been transported back to the days of intimate closeness three years prior when his eyes were solely for her in moments like this.
Genevieve felt a cool sensation spreading through her heart, deepening with each passing moment.
Anthony thought she was nervous as she trembled slightly.
He instinctively pulled her into his arms.
Genevieveâs scent resembled the shower gel he used, carrying a gentle, sweet orange fragrance that lingered
softly.
They drew close together. The man exuded warmth, while the woman seemed refreshingly cool.
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Geoeeve felt embarrassed to admit it, fearing her words might enchant him and make him lose control.
prolonged standoff, Anthony finally released her hand, and then gently touched her eyes and brows.
Before he could sigh with relief, Anthony suddenly leaned in, his handsome face right in front of her.
Genevieveâs heart skipped a beat.
Before she could react. Anthonyâs warm lips pressed firmly against hers, dominant yet aloof.
As their has met, a surge of electricity surged through her, sending a delightful shiver down her spine.
The contrast in physical strength between the man and the woman became evident at that moment.
He appeared somewhat hurried but at the same time leisurely in his desire for control, both over her and
He casually enjoyed kissing her, savoring the moment with his hand unmoving.
Her eyes, beautiful like stars on a calm summer night, draw one in with their irresistible charm.
When Genevieve gazed into Anthonyâs eyes, she snapped out of her daze, sensing a cold and restrained. demeanor beneath his gaze.
She abruptly turned her head, taking deep, slow breaths to calm herself.
A momentary lapse nearly made her play pretend to turn real as if she had been transported back to the days of intimate closeness three years prior when his eyes were solely for her in moments like this.
Genevieve felt a cool sensation spreading through her heart, deepening with each passing moment..
Anthony thought she was nervous as she trembled slightly.
He instinctively pulled her into his arms.
Genevieveâs scent resembled the shower gel he used, carrying a gentle, sweet orange fragrance that lingered softly.
They drew close together. The man exuded warmth, while the woman seemed refreshingly cool.
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They were so close that their breaths mingled, and their hearts swelled, almost overflowing with emotion.
At this moment, he finally felt that Genevieve was his.
He felt her burning love.
Anthonyâs large hand gently patted her delicate shoulder, feeling warmth beneath his touch, yet he restrained himself from further contact as she trembled slightly.
He reassured her, âDonât worry, I wonât touch you.â
His voice was low, roughened as he restrained himself.
Although she loved him deeply, Anthony felt that it wasnât the right time.
If they were to become sexually intimate now, they would truly be looked down upon.
What he wanted was a relationship in the open, not a clandestine affair.
Genevieve came to her senses, leaning against his shoulder and then looking up at him.
Her earlier worries vanished, replaced by surprise and confusion.
Anthony wasnât one to compromise himself.
She wondered, âHe managed to hold back? Could it be out of respect?â
As she pondered, her mind wandered, âMaybe he not only lost his memory but also had issues with his body?â
âOtherwise, it wasnât normal for him not to react after a kiss in such a romantic atmosphere.
The more Genevieve thought, the more uneasy she became as if she had stumbled upon some earthâshattering
secret.
She stared at him wideâeyed, thinking, âMaybe Anthony cannot handle it.â
Anthony looked down at her, puzzled by the changing expressions on her face.
In the next moment, Genevieve reached out her soft arm, gently encircling his neck. Blinking her eyes, she said. softly, âI understand. Iâll keep your secret, no matter what happens to you. I like you a lot, truly, a lot.â
Her honest confession filled Anthonyâs heart with joy.
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happiness. That peculiar sensation lingered on.
He chuckled softly, his warm hand against her back, sensing the rush of affection as he gently touched her.
At that moment, the overwhelming surge of love overshadowed all his doubts and aloofness, causing them to
fade away.
Genevieveâs deep affection for him was palpable.
Genevieve tilted her head slightly and gave him a gentle smile.
Genevieveâs gentleness and tenderness seemed capable of stealing away half of his life, and he welcomed it willingly.
Anthonyâs gaze deepened, drawing one in as if they could get lost in it.
He wanted to continue the kiss, but he held back, fearing he wouldnât be able to control himself any longer.
Anthony slowly steadied his breath, closed his eyes for a moment, then reopened them. He gazed at her with at clearer mind,
He grabbed her hand, gently removing her arm from around his neck.
âStop messing around. You need to go to sleep,â he said, his tone gently coaxing and indulgent, even though he wasnât aware of it himself.
Genevieve blinked, thinking that Anthony might be experiencing physical issues and attempting to change the subject and divert attention.
She lifted her chin, playfully extending her hand. âThen carry me to bed.â
She thought, âSince he canât do anything to me, itâs more meaningful when I take the initiative.â
Anthony cast her a dark glance, fully aware that he wouldnât refuse any of her requests, no matter how
unreasonable or childish they might seem.
He sat up, smoothly lifting her onto his lap before rising and heading toward the bedroom.
When Genevieve was taking a shower, he had already taken a quick look around the entire place.
Signs of occupancy in the most luxurious master bedroom indicated it was hers.
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Gently placing her on the soft bed, he felt her delicate hand grab the hem of his clothes as he stood up.
âItâs too late, donât go. Why donât we just move in together?â she asked.
Anthony was taken aback by her words, caught off guard.
Genevieve, with a smile on her face and her head propped up, said, âWe donât have to do anything. I prefer a platonic kind of love.â
Anthonyâs stiff posture relaxed slightly as he couldnât help but let out a soft chuckle.
He said in a husky voice, âGenevieve, are you trying to mess with me? Plato? Do you think Iâm a saint? How many times do you think I can resist?â
He looked at hers with a hint of warning.
He couldnât believe he could restrain himself every time like today.
Genevieve lay on the soft blanket, her face delicate and beautiful, gazing at him with tender, loving eyes. âI hope youâll fall for me soon. Living together would be so much easier. But if youâre not up for it, thatâs okay.â
She sighed, seeming disappointed, then turned over and pulled the blanket around herself.
But inside, she was about to burst out laughing.
Plato was just an excuse she used for him; she couldnât believe he wouldnât accept it.
If his body were functioning right, Genevieve wouldnât dare suggest this.
Anthony watched her silently, his emotions churning like the turbulent waves of the ocean, rising and falling with each passing moment.
Cool, decisive, delicate, and gentleâ¦.
She seemed to have a fatal attraction to him.
Despite knowing that invisible dangers, he found himself drawn closer, unable to resist.â
âIf Iâm not working late, Iâll come over.â That was his compromise.
Anthony headed back to the bathroom, taking a little longer for his shower this time.
When he came out, Genevieve was almost asleep.
He went straight to the other side of Genevieveâs bed and lay down.
She considered suggesting he sleep in the guest room, but considering his condition, she felt it wasnât risky, so she let him stay, like having Goldie nearby.
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The night was dark and still.
Genevieve rolled over and into Anthonyâs arms groggily.
Putting his arm around her shoulder, Anthony spoke, his voice rich and low in the darkness. Though it was almost a whisper, it woke her up instantly. âGenevieve, tell me about what happened before our divorce?â
âHuh? Is he insane?â thought Genevieve. Her sleepiness disappeared, and she rolled her eyes.