Chapter 133: Chapter Hundred And Thirty Three

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Ryan paced the room, his mind consumed by worry. His gaze fell upon Davis. "Any word from Thorne?" Ryan asked, his voice laced with concern. "I’m starting to feel uneasy."

Davis offered a reassuring smile. "No word yet, Your Grace, but I’m confident he’s fine. Thorne is a tough nut to crack."

Ryan chuckled, a forced sound that did little to dispel his anxiety. "I suppose you’re right," he muttered, his eyes drifting to the window.

"Regarding the letter we received this afternoon, Your Grace," Davis began, his tone shifting to a more serious note, "when would you like me to commence preparations?"

Ryan pondered for a moment, his mind racing. "After we’ve put together the discussions with Byron in place for the investigation, you can start the preparations. It’ll make things smoother by morning."

"As you wish, Your Grace," Davis replied, his voice respectful.

Just as the conversation was drawing to a close, a soft knock echoed through the room, startling both men. They exchanged puzzled glances, wondering who could be seeking an audience at such an hour.

"Who’s there?" Ryan called out, his voice filled with curiosity.

A moment of silence passed. Then, the doorknob turned, and the door creaked open. A figure emerged from the darkness, a lamp held high. As the light illuminated her face, Ryan’s face was covered in shock.

It was Suzy. She was clad in a soft pink robe, her bare feet padding softly against the cold stone floor. Her auburn hair, usually carefully styled, was a wild tangle of curls, framing her face in a disheveled halo.

"Duchess," He called out, his voice low. He was stunned. It was unusual to see her up at this hour, let alone looking so...disheveled.

Suzy stepped into the room, her gaze fixed on Davis. "Davis," she said, her voice low and firm. "I would like a moment alone with my husband. Please, give us some privacy."

Davis, surprised by her directness, glanced at Ryan for guidance. Ryan nodded, a silent affirmation.

"Of course, Your Grace," Davis replied, his voice respectful. "If you’ll excuse me, I’ll begin the preparations."

"Yes, do that," Ryan added, his voice barely audible.

As Davis quietly slipped out of the room, closing the door behind him, the room was plunged into an eerie silence. Suzy turned to face Ryan, her eyes filled with a strange intensity.

"What’s wrong, Duchess?" Ryan asked, his voice gentle. "Why are you up so late? Why are you walking barefooted?"

Suzy hesitated, her gaze flickering. "I couldn’t sleep," she admitted, her voice barely a breath.

She sighed, her gaze fixed on Ryan. "I’ve been thinking," she said, her voice soft and deliberate.

Ryan, startled by her sudden declaration, raised an eyebrow. "Thinking about what, duchess?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.

"About why you’re not in bed with me," she replied, her voice barely a whisper.

Ryan’s face softened. "I’m sorry," he said. "There’s a lot of work to be done."

Suzy, however, didn’t seem satisfied with his explanation. She placed the lamp gently on a nearby table and slowly approached him, her eyes never leaving his. "Why can’t I sleep, then?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of seduction.

Ryan hesitated, unsure how to respond. "I don’t know," he admitted, his voice barely audible.

"When I close my eyes," Suzy continued, her voice growing softer, "my mind drifts back to that night...that night of passion." She paused, her eyes darkening. "Is it because I’m sleeping on your bed or because I’m not in your arms? Is it because I’m missing your touch?"

As she spoke, she slowly shed her robe, revealing a silk nightgown that clung to her curves. She moved closer to Ryan, her breath mingling with his. "Is that why I can’t sleep?" she asked, her voice a mere breath.

Ryan was mesmerized, his body responding to the sight of her. "Duchess," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

Suzy’s eyes sparkled. "I love it when you call me ’Duchess’ like that," she purred. "So, Your Grace, will you help me with this restlessness? Will you make me sleep?"

Ryan couldn’t help himself. He was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Her wild, curly hair, soft as a cloud, was an irresistible invitation. He reached out, tracing his fingers through the tangled strands.

A soft moan escaped her lips as he pulled her closer, their bodies pressed together. He leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "You feel so good," he murmured, his voice low and husky.

She smiled, her eyes sparkling. "I know," she replied, her voice a soft whisper.

He kissed her, a long, deep kiss that sent shivers down her spine. She melted into his touch, her arms wrapping around his neck.

"I want you," he whispered, his voice rough with desire.

She nodded, her eyes closed. "I want you too."

He pulled her into his arms, his lips finding hers once again. The kiss was passionate, intense, and filled with longing. They explored each other’s mouths, their tongues dancing together.

He broke the kiss, his eyes filled with desire. "I can’t wait any longer," he whispered, his voice rough with anticipation.

She smiled. "Neither can I."

He gently lifted her off the ground, clearing his desk, he sat her there. He traced the outline of her body with his fingers, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

"You’re so beautiful," he murmured, his voice filled with awe.

She blushed, her eyes fluttering closed.

He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "I’m going to make sure you have a good night sleep," he whispered, his voice low and seductive.

She moaned softly, her body arching into his touch.

He began to kiss her neck, his lips trailing a path of fire across her skin. He took one nipple to his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it while his other hand fondled the other breast. She gasped, her nails digging into his back.

"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

He smiled, his eyes filled with mischief. "Just a little longer," he teased.

He continued to suck her nipples while his hands were exploring her body. She couldn’t take it anymore. She arched her back, her body pleading for release.

He knew what she wanted. He bent down and positioned his face between her legs, his tongue finding her most sensitive spot. She gasped, her body convulsing with pleasure.

He moved his tongue slowly, rhythmically, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. She cried out, her body trembling with pleasure.

"Yes, more." Suzy moaned as she dug her fingers into his hair pushing him deeper into her. He held her thighs wide open to go all the way in.

As he drilled his tongue deeper, sucking and nibbling on her clit, Evan’s words came to his thoughts "I wonder how she would feel when she finds out she was touched by the son of her mother’s killer, the same hands that couldn’t her... She would hate you."

Ryan’s hand, once gentle, now pulled away abruptly. A chill ran through Suzy as she felt the sudden emptiness. Her heart pounded in her chest, a mix of confusion and fear. She looked at him, his face etched with a strange intensity.

"Ryan, is everything alright?" she asked, her voice filled with concern.

He didn’t answer. Instead, his breath came in ragged gasps, his eyes distant and troubled.

"Ryan?" she tried again, her voice rising slightly.

"Leave," he said, his voice low and harsh.

Suzy was stunned. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. "What?" she asked, her voice filled with disbelief.

"Leave, Duchess," he repeated, his tone firm.

She was hurt and confused. "Why?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Ryan’s eyes met hers, a flicker of pain in their depths. "Cassandra, i said you should leave." he said, his voice barely audible.

Suzy’s heart sank. She got down from the desk, picked up her robe and the lamp, her movements slow and deliberate. "I’m sorry for interrupting your productivity, Your Grace," she said, her voice steady. "It won’t happen again."

She closed the door behind her, leaving Ryan alone with his thoughts. He slumped into his chair, his head in his hands.

"What have I done?" he muttered, his voice filled with regret.

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