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The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 965
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Chapter 965

Harper seemed too lazy to even talk to him, which made Preston feel frustrated and even anxious as if

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he thought his Harper wouldn’t come back. Uncontrollably, he reached out and wrapped his arms

around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

The faint smell of tobacco emanating from her body hit his nostrils. This scent was very familiar, and

he suddenly missed it. He buried his head in her hair and took a gentle sniff.

“You’re smoking again. You promised me you wouldn’t smoke anymore. Why don’t you listen?” He

scolded her like a younger brother reprimanding his older sister, his voice tinged with resignation.

“Preston, you have a girlfriend. Is it appropriate to hold me like this?” The woman’s voice was faint,

ringing in his ears. Preston’s body stiffened, but he stubbornly continued to hold her in his

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arms. “When we were together, you promised to go with me to see the snow scenery in North Mountain. When are we going?” he asked. “You have a girlfriend. It’s not appropriate to hold me like this. Please let go,” Harper replied. “Harper, I…” Harper’s angry voice silenced Preston. He tightened his grip on her back and waist slightly before suddenly letting go. He then resumed his cold and distant demeanor, taking a step back and creating distance between them. “Miss Duke, as you know, I’ve been nostalgic lately and always want to tease my ex-girlfriends. Don’t take it to heart,” he said. Everyone in the city knew that Preston was only interested in sex, not love. If he showed any concern for someone, it meant he wanted to sleep with her. Harper always remembered this and never took his affection seriously. As an ordinary person, Harper couldn’t compete with the wealthy and powerful. All she could do was make herself suffer less. Besides, she was three years older than Preston. A woman in her age didn’t have time to waste playing with young men.

Harper looked at Preston and replied lightly, “Okay,” before standing by the roadside and waiting for the car. As he watched her slender figure, Preston had an impulse to tie her up and keep her locked at home forever. He was shocked by this thought. He had never cared too much about the women who had gone out with him. But now, why did he have such an ide