She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 686: Pregnant women shouldn't smoke
Cheyenne had a craving for cigarettes. She just wanted to smoke one and take a breath of fresh air. She walked out to the balcony, and as her delicate fingers reached into her bag, she elegantly held a cigarette between them, ready to bring
it to her lips.
Cheyenne's calm gaze, as serene as still water, looked at the dark night in front of her, a glimmer of light passing through her eyes.
She remembered that she was not a smoker. But in a moment of frustration earlier, the urge to smoke naturally emerged. Especially when she saw someone enjoying blowing smoke rings, the feeling became even stronger.
With her red lips slightly parted, just as she was about to take a drag on the cigarette, she realized that she had forgotten to bring a lighter. Her gaze scanned the surroundings, finally settling on a tall and aloof black figure not far away.
A man stood on the balcony, his black suit blending perfectly with the night, only the white mask on his face reflecting a faint light. Cheyenne hesitated for two seconds before deciding to approach him. As she took graceful steps towards the man, an invisible sense of curiosity continuously urged her to get closer to him. Although Kelvin didn't turn around, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of the slender figure reflected on the transparent glass behind him.
Closer and clearer it appeared.
His heart started beating violently. Kelvin's Adam's apple bobbed as he kept his gaze fixed on the approaching beauty, struggling to suppress the impulse to embrace her.
In the next moment, her soft and delicate hand rested on his shoulder. Despite the layers of clothing, the warmth emanating from her palm reached his soul. Her sweet and clear voice sounded in his ears, "Hey, handsome. Can I borrow a light?"
Kelvin's body trembled, a hint of redness in his eyes, hidden from Cheyenne. After several seconds, he still hadn't reacted. Cheyenne felt a bit embarrassed.
Whether or not he would lend her a light, first, he should at least turn and look at her. It was impolite to not even glance at her.
"Well, if you don't have a lighter, then never mind, I'll just ask..."
Before she could say the word "someone else," his solemn voice interrupted her. "I do."
His voice was deep, like the rainy weather, filled with a sense of dampness. A sense of oppression inexplicably weighed on her, and when she raised her head, she met the blank white mask without any features. The word "phantom" popped into Cheyenne's mind. Wasn't he standing here, just like a ghost in the night?
From a distance, only the white mask drifted in the darkness, exuding a chilling aura that made people's spine shiver. He stared fixedly at Cheyenne's beautiful face, his hand reaching into his pocket, retrieving a silver retro-designed lighter.
It was a pure gold mechanical lighter, with a pistol-style grip that maintained its original appearance after a century and two world wars.
The base of the flame was blue, while the upper part was a warm yellow. As the pale yellow flame lit up in the night sky, its flickering glow imprinted itself into Cheyenne's eyes.
She tilted her head slightly, and a playful strand of hair fell beside her temples, resting on her fair collarbone. The alluring scent of orchids from her perfume made his heart skip a beat.
Just as Cheyenne was about to light her cigarette, the flame suddenly flickered away. "Snap-" The flame went out.
Cheyenne stared at him with her startled deer-like eyes, her eyebrows furrowing, displaying a mixed expression of innocence and desire. "You..."
In the next moment, a deep, resonant, and cold voice came from beneath the mask, firmly saying, "Pregnant women shouldn't smoke."
Upon hearing this, Cheyenne instinctively looked down at her slightly protruding belly. Her red lips twitched, and she raised her gaze with an indifferent smile. "Just this once, I have a craving for a cigarette." "Is that so? Just satisfying your craving is enough?" He questioned.
Cheyenne suddenly became speechless, her face cold as she turned around, ready to leave. "If you won't lend it, forget it. Sorry for bothering."
As she lifted her foot to leave, the man unexpectedly reached out and grasped her shoulder, turning her body towards him.
She lowered her head.
The sudden proximity, combined with the cool hint of mint on his body, added a touch of the sea to this winter night.
What did he intend to do?
Mm...
The cigarette she was holding in her mouth suddenly disappeared. When she looked closely, she realized it had ended up in his mouth without her even
noticing.
The man's sexy and tangible lips
parted slightly, holding the cigarette that was supposed to be in her mouth. With one hand shielding against the gentle night breeze the other hand pressed the
lighter's trigger.
After the crisp sound, a blue flame once again bloomed before Cheyenne's eyes,
captivating her
gaze. This time, it reflected net
white mask worn by the man,
blending warm yellow with deep blue, resembling the fiery reddotus of the
netherworld. It seemed capable of incinerating all the love, grudges, and
emotions of this mortal world.
Once the cigarette was lit, he took a deep breath.
Suddenly, a warm and broad palm reached out, swiftly pressing against the back
of Cheyenne's head.
The other hand, with a gentle touch, circled around her waist, pulling her petite
and delicate body closer to his embrace.
Their bodies pressed intimately
against each other, like the collision
of live and neutral wires, generating electrifying currents that surged through
every limb and bone of Cheyenne's body.
Her hand grew numb.
Her feet felt unsteady.
Her mind went blank.
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Wide, shimmering eyes filled with com
surprise gazed at her, the
dumbfounded and adorable look
instantly capturing Kelvin's attention.
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He wanted to kiss her.
"Mmm..."
From the moment their lips met, the soft and moist sensation brought endless
sweetness.
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The stimulating taste of nicotine accompanied the man's dominant and commanding aura, completely occupying her rationality. The content is on Novelxo.org! Read the latest chapter there!
Kelvin held her tightly as the smoke infiltrated, gradually seeping through her lips
and teeth.
He insanely yearned for her!
"Cough, cough... Release... Release me, believe me, I won't be polite to you."
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Cheyenne couldn't help but cough twice, her icy tone revealing a hint of
anger. She forcefully broke free from
e
his restraints, raised herself on her
tiptoes, and raised her hand. Without
hesitation, she delivered a resounding slap to the man's cheek.
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The white mask accidentally fell off, slowly descending before Cheyenne's eyes,
revealing the face hidden beneath it.
"You..."
"Don't look at me!"