The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 166

Noella felt the sudden weight of a well-defined hand on her slender waist, as if it could encircle her with an effortless ease, setting a flutter in Palmer's chest.

Following her gaze, Palmer caressed her hand and murmured, “That’s Lavinia Richardson, Grandpa Lucian’s daughter. She's been under the weather, so it's not odd you don't know her.”

“Is she married?”

Palmer had never seen Noella so keen on gossip before. Amused, he smiled indulgently, “Nah, she's been single. She had a rough bout with illness years ago, and has been recuperating. Never heard any wedding bells for her.”

Unmarried. Maybe Noella's odd hunch was off the mark.

As Noella turned away, she was suddenly enveloped in Palmer’s arms, her svelte figure pressed tightly against his in her form-fitting gown, eliciting a muffled gasp from her.

Her hands braced against him, feeling the defined contours of his abs beneath her palms, each one distinct, heating her touch.

A blush crept onto her face, and she frowned, "Palmer! What are you doing?"

Palmer secured Noella's waist, halting her squirming.

To onlookers, it seemed like Ms. Schnabel and Mr. Pollack were simply sharing an intimate moment - nothing unusual for an engaged couple. Most gave them space; some even felt a pang of envy for their PDA.

Palmer's voice was a deep rumble in Noella's ear, “Just letting them know you're mine.”

He knew his fiancée didn’t realize her own allure; so many eyes had followed her as they entered!

Those brazen gazes irked him!

Palmer tilted Noella's chin, gazing into her alluring face, her eyes shimmering pools he was drowning in.

“Noella, I don’t mind taking all the time you need to come around to me. But until then, I can’t have others coveting you! Unless you say you don’t fancy me, then maybe I'd reconsider my tactics of chasing you.”

His handsome face loomed close, his eyelashes and a hint of jealousy clearly visible in his eyes. Was he...jealous?

Palmer leaned in closer, their noses brushing, breaths entwining.

“So, tell me, do you fancy me?”

Noella was tongue-tied, unsure why he’d ask such a thing at this moment.

Did she fancy him? She wasn’t even sure herself!

She thought for a moment, looked into Palmer’s expectant eyes, and replied honestly, “I don’t know.”

Not knowing wasn't a “no”, nor a “dislike”! It meant there was a place for him in her eyes, even if she hadn’t realized it yet. One day she'd be won over!

Joy surged in Palmer's heart as his voice echoed softly by her ear, “One last question, may I kiss you?”

Before she could react, a quick kiss grazed her lips, leaving a trace of Palmer’s scent.

Maybe it wasn't so bad. Noella looked up into Palmer’s tender gaze.

“So, what was that? Marking territory?”