It should have been pitch black, but suddenly an orange light lit up in the bedroom, casting an ambiguous glow.
Ava Sterling opened her eyes the moment the light went out, hoping to catch her breath. But who would have expected, the bright light was gone, yet an orange hue filled the entire bedroom...
How many ’surprises’ did the old lady prepare?
The dim halo made everything appear hazy, including the roses in the bedroom, shrouding them in a romantic veil.
Ava stared at this light for a long time, then closed her eyes and counted sheep!
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...
She should have gotten sleepier with each count, but for some reason, she became more and more awake.
And as she became more awake, her whole body began to feel hot.
Did she forget to turn on the air conditioning?
Ava opened her eyes to look around the bedroom, then discovered that the air conditioning seemed to be on. There was no sound, but it was clearly central air conditioning, distinctly cool.
Yet she still felt hot.
It was as if no matter how low the air conditioning was set, she still felt hot.
Soon, she was drenched in sweat, feeling very uncomfortable.
Ava could no longer care, she just threw off the quilt and stopped covering herself!
Poe Vaughn lay on the bed, closing his eyes with the light’s extinguishing, without making a sound, as if he had fallen asleep.
But as the person beside him moved, he opened his eyes.
The quilt was tossed directly over, bringing with it a rush of warmth, a familiar light fragrance.
His eyes flickered slightly, observing the person beside him.
Ava remained lying on her side, but as the quilt was thrown off, her whole body was exposed, the shirt that originally covered her thighs shifted up, revealing her entire pair of legs...
Ava did not move around, with the quilt tossed aside, she felt much more at ease. The coolness encased her, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to count sheep with her eyes closed.
However, she was used to holding something to sleep; with the quilt thrown off, she couldn’t hold it to her chest, she felt empty and couldn’t fall asleep.
Ava frowned, listening carefully to the sounds behind her, everything was quiet and still.
He should be asleep, right?
Not being very sure, Ava listened for a while longer, and without hearing any sound, she carefully turned around to grab the quilt.
And along the way, took a glance at this person.
His eyes were closed, his face handsome, even in this dim glow, extremely good-looking.
Truly heaven’s favored one.
Ava dared not look too much, afraid that the peace of heart she worked so hard to establish might crumble, so she carefully reached for the quilt, inching it over to embrace herself.
But, she wanted to lie on her side with her back to him, so the quilt had to cover her, only then could she embrace it.
She didn’t want to be hot, but she could only avoid being hot by not turning her back to him, facing him while holding the quilt.
But then, not being hot meant she had to look at him, testing her self-control; both options were torturous.
She felt she couldn’t share a bed with him.
Scratching her head, she looked around, finally deciding to sit up and find another place to sleep.
Then she found that the bedroom had a sofa, but it was a single-seater. The room had a carpet but was covered full of roses, with pathways only allowing one person to pass through.
This dispelled her idea of sleeping on the floor.
A deep voice reached her ears, Ava’s heart skipped a beat, and she looked immediately at the person lying on the bed.
It was unclear when he had opened his eyes and sat up, looking at her.
At this moment, Ava discovered the bedroom lights had turned on, finally dispelling that deadly ambiguous lighting, yet because of this, she clearly saw into his devouring deep eyes.
Ava’s heart lost control, pounding wildly, and her powerful self-restraint began to crumble.
She felt even hotter.
"No, just a bit hot."
She turned her gaze away from looking at this person, searching for something cool to drink to ease her warmth, and to calm her down.
And with a look, she actually found something, wine!
A glass of red wine placed on the nightstand.
She didn’t know if he’d poured it or if it had been prepared beforehand, Ava’s eyes lit up, not caring much, she directly crossed over Poe Vaughn and took the glass.
Indeed, the wine was on Poe Vaughn’s side.
She didn’t have any on her side.
Ava took the wine and drank it in gulps, quite boldly.
Drinking wine would surely make her feel better and sleep better, so she wouldn’t have to count sheep or suffer.
Ava’s mind relaxed, even the heat in her heart seemed less intense.
After drinking the wine, she put the glass back.
Whether dizzy from the heat or the wine making her dizzy, after drinking she simply put the glass on her side of the nightstand. Yet, she honestly placed it back where it was. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel{f}ire.net
Once again, she crossed over Poe Vaughn to put the glass on the nightstand and retreated.
But at this moment, a moment earlier, a space that was fine suddenly had an obstacle appear, catching her off guard, and she fell uncontrollably onto Poe Vaughn.
Poe Vaughn fell back onto the bed; she lay on top of him, and her lips fell precisely onto his...