Breaking Free From Mr. Ceo novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 

2005 Ords! I hit a nerve! You’ve infuriated, aren’t you?” Rosalie asked with a steer. 

Asshe was speaking. Rosalie dragged her gaze downward and landed right at Julian’s waist, She let out a chuckle. Her slow, heated scrutiny was imposable to misinterpret 

Julian followed her line of sight, and his already dark expression turned unterly stormy. Then, unexpectedly, he let out a low chuckle too—a cold and dangerous one 

ething unreadable as he suddenly moved to grab her ankle and ya 

yank her forward. The little distance between them 

His deep eyes gleamed with something disappeared in an instant. 

This fingers clamped around her chin, firm but not quite rough, his voice dropping to a sultry, almost teasing murmur. 

“They say the only way to test the truth is through experience. Yet here you are, making wild assumptions about your husband without any mrsthand knowledge. Don’t you think that’s a little unfair?” 

His face then inched closer to hers, their noses nearly brushing, their breaths mingling in the charged space between them. The heat of his body and the scent of his skin were overwhelming. 

His voice dipped lower, seductive and deliberate. “Should we put that theory to the test!” 

As he spoke, his hand slid down, his fingers grazing her waist before giving a sudden, punishing squeeze. 

Rosalie jerked, a sharp shudder rippling through her. She was insanely ticklish, and Julian knew it. She instinctively tried to scoot back, her voice rising in alarm. “Julian, don’t you dare.” 

“Oh“” He let out a cold laugh. His deep and threateni 

threatening gaze locked onto hers, filled with mockery. 

He said. “You spent the whole morning trying to push my buttons, practically begging me for a proper ‘marital interaction. And it just so happens that I have very little patience when it comes to matters of my pride. So naturally, I feel the need to set the record straight.”