The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 102 Kissing Her Wrist

Wynter didn’t want to continue talking about it. She walked ahead in her black boots. Her long hair hung low around her waist. Her legs looked slender and pale.

But Dalton still noticed that something was wrong with her right hand. Out of nowhere, he grabbed her wrist and lowered his eyes. “What happened?”

Wynter was unbothered. “I probably scraped myself against the tree by accident to avoid hitting someone mistakenly. It’s okay. I’ll go back home-”

Wynter stopped speaking halfway because of what Dalton did. He suddenly leaned,

down and placed his l*ps on her wrist. He exuded such nobility that his action,

although seemingly dangerous, was gentle.

It wasn’t even a k*ss, but the coolness of his l*ps suppressed the heat from her wound. Wynter had never been so intimate with anyone before. She wanted to pull

her wrist away.

However, he held her hand tight. He looked up slightly, resting his eyes on her face.

Standing tall, Dalton was in a black, tailored suit. On his pale wrist, he was wearing. that red beaded bracelet. He looked dangerously tempting.

Nobody could see this scene as they were in a dimly lit corner. But sometimes, being in the dark amplified one’s senses even more.

The cool fragrance from his body was pleasant and enticing. It went well with his low whispers. “I’ll be on a business trip to Emstia for a few days. I’ll only be back on

Thursday.”

Wynter felt a tingling sensation on her fingers. Dodging his l*ps, she frowned instinctively. “A five–day business trip is still acceptable. You have to come back here. in ten days to continue your medication.”

Seeing her push him away, Dalton smiled lightly. “I heard that this is the best way to

stop the germs from spreading.”

Looking at him, Wynter mumbled, “You’re lucky that you’re you. If it’s anyone else, 1,

would’ve slapped them hard.”

Dalton realized how Wynter couldn’t resist good–looking people at all. With a soft This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

smile, he said, “There’s no surveillance in this alley. I’ll leave Ethan here with you. He’ll be somewhat useful anyway.”

Ethan, who had been hiding in a corner and not daring to show his face, was

speechless.

Glancing at the shadow not far away from them, Wynter grinned. “That’s your bodyguard. Who would protect you if you left him with me?”

Dalton looked her in the eyes. “Do you not want that?”

Wynter didn’t object. “I’m used to being alone and free. I don’t like having someone following me around.”

Of course, Dalton wouldn’t believe her words fully. If she really enjoyed being alone,

Wolf wouldn’t have been hanging out with her so often. She was probably just wary

of him.

Dalton had never encountered such a situation before. He felt a little frustrated, but

he didn’t show it on his face. He merely lowered his gaze. His eyes grew darker. “I thought you would see me as a friend.”

“You are.” Wynter didn’t want to see such a handsome man being sad. She was indeed someone who fell for looks easily. “I’ll accept any gifts you give, just not a

bodyguard.”

To Dalton, she didn’t seem to be lying. He said in a low voice, “Sure.” There was a hint of darkness in his smile, but his voice sounded pleasant. He discovered that she

couldn’t resist anyone with a nice voice as well.

Back then, she certainly would’ve accepted his offer and let the bodyguard guard her backyard. It wasn’t a bad idea to let him coax her to sleep every day. But this young man didn’t seem like someone who could be hired with just money.

“Also, you don’t have to look for a teacher.” When Dalton said that, his voice was a little hoarse. “I’ll teach you. You should start working on that sloppy handwriting of

yours.”

Wynter raised an eyebrow. Dalton had to bring up her weak point, didn’t he?

Staring at her, Dalton slowly smiled. It was seductive and dark. The starlight behind him seemed to be his backdrop at that moment. “Wait for me to come back.“