The bedroom was filled with heat and passion, Serena’s eyes reddened at the corners, and she let out a soft whimper, unable to withstand it.
She regretted it, she shouldn’t have used this trick to divert his attention...
A light chuckle escaped from the man’s throat, his scorching kisses landed on the hollow of her neck, and then his sexy, husky voice sounded leisurely.
"Baby, slowing down is okay, but stopping is not."
When Serena woke up, it was already afternoon. She looked down at the marks all over her body, her fair earlobes uncontrollably heating up.
As expected, an older man who’s had a taste of indulgence can’t be held back for too long!
Last night nearly wore her out...
With a creak, the bedroom door was pushed open.
The man was wearing casual home attire, looking softer than usual, with a smile on his lips as he walked in spiritedly.
"Honey, you’re awake?"
Seeing his energetic appearance, Serena lightly pressed her lips together, unwilling to pay him any attention.
"Is your back still sore?"
Damian Quinn strode to the bedside, wrapping his large hands around her and pulling her into his arms, his eyes full of tenderness as he gently massaged her.
Serena glanced at the "culprit" and snorted softly.
If he hadn’t been such a brute last night,
would her waist still be this sore?
Seeing the girl looking displeased, Damian Quinn, on the other hand, felt quite amused, slightly curling his thin lips as he bent down to gently kiss her forehead.
"Will you dare to tease recklessly next time?"
This scoundrel has the nerve to act smug after getting what he wanted!
Serena clicked her tongue, coldly responding, "From today onwards, go and stay in the guest room!" Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
Oops, he made the girl angry!
With a stern face, Serena shoved the man away and walked towards the bathroom with her long, straight legs.
"Honey, don’t be mad."
In the next second, the man chased after her, grabbing her wrist, speaking with a humble and sincere tone.
Hearing this, Serena’s expression softened slightly, and she didn’t shake off his hand again.
Without showing him some cold attitude, this foxy guy would have been too smug!
Seeing the girl’s expression easing, Damian Quinn heaved a sigh of relief.
"Serena, can I not move to the guest room?"
Thinking of her poor waist, Serena resolutely shook her head in refusal.
As soon as she said that, the man’s captivating eyes immediately dropped, his gaze dimmed, and he wore a wronged expression that was hard to resist.
After lunch, Serena prepared to visit Winston Winslow.
"Let’s go, we’re going to see the mentor."
They should have gone this morning, but she hadn’t woken up...
Hearing this, Damian Quinn tightened his grip on her hand slightly, and his deep, magnetic voice sounded by her ear.
"Baby, I’m really a bit nervous."
Though her mentor is not a blood relative, Serena regards him as a father. If he doesn’t approve of him...
"It’s okay, my mentor dotes on me very much."
Serena lazily arched her perfectly shaped eyebrows, speaking as if to comfort him.
"Whoever I like, he will also care for by extension and won’t make things difficult for you."
"The person you like..."
Damian Quinn’s charming and sexy thin lips curved immediately, the corners of his eyes and brows filled with smiles, his low, deep voice intoxicatingly alluring.
"Little one, how much do you like me?"
Was that what she meant to emphasize?!