She couldn’t help overthinking because of it.
Did he actually love her?
“No, I’m not going back.
Let me out,” Neville suddenly murmured, bringing her back to reality.
He leaned closer to the door and attempted opening it.
Startled, Miley yelled, “What are you doing? You don’t want to go home? Where do you want to go then?”
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“Anywhere but there…” Neville closed eyes as he spoke.
“Miley, I don’t want to go home.
Don’t take me back, please.
”
Miley’s heart softened.
She bit her lower lip in contemtion.
After a few seconds, , she finally decided and instructed the bodyguard to take them to her ce.
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The bodyguards assisted Miley in taking Neville in.
The bodyguards ced him on her bed and then left.
Miley went down to her kitchen to fetch a ss of water for him.
When she returned to the room, Neville was lying quietly, his cheeks were flushed and he had an uneasy look on his face.
Miley put the ss on the side table and gently shoved him.
“Neville, you have to wake up.
Drink some water.
”
Neville cut her off by grabbing her wrist.
His eyes were half open as he spoke softly.
“Don’t leave me, Miley.
”
“I’m not leaving.
But you have to let go so I can…”
Miley was cut off again, but this time she was pulled onto the bed.
Neville hovered over her, knees ced on either side of her.
The room was bathed in bright light, and Miley gazed at Neville with a mix of surprise and racing heartbeats.
His unexpected move caught her off guard.
The scent of alcohol clung to him.
He was drunk, which exined his impulsiveness.
It had been almost two months since Miley and Neville became a couple, and they hadn’t been intimate during that time.
Early in their rtionship, Neville had expressed his desire for more, but Miley had hesitated.
Unsure of his sincerity and fearing it might be a passing fancy, she had declined.