CHAPTER 257: CHAPTER 257 DANGEROUS LITTLE VILLAIN BUNNY

Pinned beneath his body, her senses drowned in his heat.

The force of his presence, the scent of his cologne mingled with something purely masculine, the intensity in his eyes... it suffocated her, consumed her, wrapped her in a cage she couldn’t escape.

Yet despite the overwhelming pressure, she couldn’t deny the shiver of longing that rushed through her veins.

His left arm braced against the mattress, holding his weight effortlessly above her, his muscles flexing under the fabric of his shirt. He hovered so close she could feel the restrained power in every breath, in every tremor of his chest against hers.

Bella had never felt more cornered... and never more aware of him.

Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as his lips inched closer, his breath warm against her cheek. Every nerve in her body screamed that he was about to kiss her.

Her eyes widened and then squeezed shut, waiting, anticipating, her chest rising and falling like a trapped bird.

But nothing came.

Confused, she slowly opened her eyes, only to find Leo hovering above her with a dangerous smirk curving his lips. His stormy gray eyes still burned with heat, but they carried a glint of mockery too.

"W-what?" Bella whispered, her voice small, shaky.

He chuckled low, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. His fingers caught a loose strand of her hair, twirling it lazily between his rough fingertips as he leaned closer, teasing. "You thought I would kiss you, little bunny?" His voice dropped into a husky whisper, thick with restrained desire. "No... not unless you’re ready to tell me what you’re hiding."

Her cheeks flamed red, her fists clenched tight at her sides. "Y-you’re making a fool of me! I won’t tell you anything, crazy man!" she burst out, pushing weakly against his chest.

Leo let her shove him aside, rolling onto his back with a sharp exhale, but his eyes never left her. He watched as she yanked the comforter up to her chin, burying herself inside like a frightened kitten, her lips still pouting in anger.

For a moment, silence filled the room, broken only by her quickened breaths under the blanket.

Leo sat up, running a hand slowly through his hair, his expression darkening. He stood, his tall figure casting a shadow across the bed, and strode toward the bathroom without a word.

But the truth burned behind his eyes, the truth he would never admit aloud.

The bulge in his pants strained against the fabric, evidence of the fire she had unknowingly lit in him. His jaw clenched as he fought for control, his body demanding what his mind refused to take—not yet.

She was too innocent. Too soft. Too untouched. She had no idea what it meant to belong to a man like him.

And that made him ache even more.

He would teach her, slowly. He would taint her innocence piece by piece until she couldn’t escape him anymore. Until she begged for his touch.

Divorce? The word was laughable. He smirked bitterly to himself as he closed the bathroom door. Bella was his wife. His possession. His little bunny. And no matter what he had said before, he wasn’t letting her go.

She was his—completely, irrevocably his.

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Meanwhile, Bella was fuming under the comforter. Her face was burning, her little fists gripping the blanket so tight that her knuckles turned white.

Leo actually made a fool of her! She had closed her eyes, expecting—no, certain—he was about to kiss her. She thought finally, finally she would have her first kiss. But no... that crazy wolf had only teased her and left her embarrassed.

"Stupid man, stupid stupid stupid!" she muttered under her breath, puffing her cheeks until they hurt.

Her hair was messy from rolling around in frustration, and her big brown eyes now held the glint of a vengeful little villain. She wasn’t going to tell him her secret, not even if he tricked her ten more times.

When Leo came back from the bathroom, towel draped casually around his neck, he paused mid-step. His brows arched when he saw Bella sitting upright on the bed, her hair sticking out wildly, her pout sharp, and her expression... downright terrifying.

She looked like a tiny, furious villain plotting world domination.

"What’s wrong with you?" he asked, genuinely startled.

She didn’t answer. She just kept glaring, lips pressed together, puffing angrily like a little furnace.

Leo frowned deeper, walking closer. "Bella?" His voice dropped lower, cautious now.

Still no answer.

His gray eyes narrowed, unease prickling his chest. He leaned in, hand reaching out to her shoulder.

"Hey?" he tried again, this time softer.

The moment his hand touched her shoulder, she snapped her head toward him with a sharp glare, her hair falling across her flushed cheeks.

Leo froze. For a split second, he swore his little bunny looked like a demon about to bite him.

"Don’t. Talk. To. Me." Bella hissed in the most dramatic whisper, puffing her cheeks again.

Leo’s jaw clenched, and for the first time in years, he found himself taking a tiny step back.

He actually took a step back, his broad shoulders stiff. He had stared down armed rivals, ruthless bosses, and men with blood on their hands but right now, it was his little wife with messy hair and puffed cheeks that made his heart skip.

God help him—his little bunny had just scared him little bit.

"Don’t. Talk. To. Me." Bella hissed again dramatically, eyes narrowed like a tiny villain plotting revenge.

For a second, the room was dead silent.

Then Leo’s lips curved slowly, dangerously, into a smirk. He tilted his head, eyes glinting as if he had just discovered his new favorite game. "So... my little bunny’s turned into a villain, hmm?" His voice dropped deep, teasing. "Should I start calling you ’dangerous little villain bunny’ now?"

Bella’s cheeks flamed red, and she clutched the blanket tighter. "I’m serious! Don’t laugh at me!"

But Leo chuckled anyway, leaning closer, his shadow swallowing her as he braced one hand on the bedframe.

"Scaring me like that... do you know what happens to naughty little bunnies who bare their fangs?"

Her eyes widened, her lips parting nervously. "W-what happens...?"