Chapter 120 Billionaire's Secret Babies 13
- I freeze, stopping myself dead.
- He’s barely an inch away from me now. Those gray eyes of his are flecked with yellow at the centers, like tiny sunbursts. I can’t look away. “Like who, Manila?” he whispers.
- “Like you,” I hear myself say, and I swear I can already feel his lips again, kissing me, claiming me…