Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1360

Emmy didn't speak. She silently removed the rest of her clothing and pulled James under the showerhead. As the hot water washed away the dried mud and sweat from his body, her fingers gently traced over his wet skin, inch by inch, from his broad back down to his chest. Besides the fresh wounds from today, his body was a canvas of old scars, varying in size and depth. Bullet holes, knife gashes, shrapnel slices. Every single mark recorded a moment where this man had struggled on the precipice of life and death. It was for his country, for his missions, and also for his desperate search for her.

Emmy's trembling fingers caressed each old scar. Her tears mingled with the cascading shower water, completely blurring her vision.

James tensed up like solid stone. Those soft, delicate hands were igniting fires all over his skin, sending waves of electricity and shuddering pleasure through him. He was a normal man, and right now, a man in desperate need of release. He simply couldn't withstand such intense provocation.

"Emmy..." When her fingers drifted over an old scar on his lower abdomen, James finally reached his limit. He abruptly seized her wrist, halting her downward exploration. With his other hand, he pulled her wet, slender waist flush against him. His voice was as rough as crushed gravel. "Stop touching me. If you keep this up, I really will not be able to hold back."

Emmy looked up at him. Her face, flushed pink from the steam, was framed by damp hair. Her eyes were wide, wet, and filled with an aching tenderness. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, indistinguishable from the shower water. She choked back a sob. "That year you spent looking for me, it must have been so hard."

James's Adam's apple bobbed sharply. He looked down at the woman in his arms, his eyes swimming with a dark, bottomless affection. "It wasn't hard."

Emmy shook her head. "It must have been agony. I know what you went through to find me. I am so sorry. I brought you so much suffering. I put you through so much pain."

If it weren't for her, he would still be the untouchable Mr. Nelson, the invincible king of the battlefield. He wouldn't have been battered and bruised for the sake of one woman.

James's heart trembled violently. He urgently cut her off, cupping her face and wiping away her tears with his thumbs. "Do not ever say that. Emmy, listen to me. If it weren't for you, I would just be a machine that only knew how to execute missions for the rest of my life. I would never know what happiness is. You gave me a home. You showed me what it feels like to be missed by someone, to be loved. What do these scars even matter? As long as I could find you, as long as you could stand here perfectly fine in front of me, I would gladly suffer it all over again a thousand times."

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