God knows, how uncomfortable he is?
Even his breathing became heavy and rough, as if he hadn’t been relieved last night.
Both swollen and in pain!
The pain made his mouth dry, and his Adam’s apple rolled again, but what could he do? It’s all because of that damned little brother, becoming more useless by the day.
Self-control? It simply doesn’t exist.
Little thing, I really can’t do anything about you.
Eva Nightingale slept for a long time again.
She hadn’t slept so comfortably for a long time, hadn’t been in such a warm embrace in so long, that she didn’t want to open her eyes after falling asleep.
Always feels familiar.
But she couldn’t remember, always feeling like something was missing in her mind.
She wriggled a bit, then suddenly opened her eyes, and from her line of sight, she saw his handsome, perfect features.
"Awake?" he just brushed her furry head with his hand, his deep and magnetic voice asked, "Do you want to get up to eat, or sleep a little longer?" Fresh chapters posted on novel(ꜰ)ire.net
As he asked, he suddenly cupped her little face and pecked her lips lightly, like a dragonfly skimming water.
"..." She was stunned, her lips still tasted like him, and something poked her thigh causing pain, she quickly sensed a hint of danger.
Immediately, she buried her head back in his neck: "I want to sleep, I’m sleepy."
Didn’t want to do those adult things.
Because she found her legs were so soft, her whole body was soft, and all over her body were his marks.
Why is he so domineering.
Last night, he ended up helping her, if he hadn’t shown up in time, she might have been besieged by that group of reporters... Who knows what would have happened.
In the past, it’s not unheard of in the entertainment industry: reporters catching a star in a scandal, in the scuffling, the star falls on their belly and then miscarriages...
When she saw the reporters, she was truly worried.
Her little baby mustn’t have any accidents; must be healthy and safe.
"Good girl, darling." he coaxed her, "Then sleep a little longer." She really was exhausted last night, wasn’t she? He had been extra "gentle" with her, yet she still held onto him... demanding more from him...
Let her sleep until she’s had enough, then get up to eat.
"Mm." Eva truly fell asleep again.
The bright morning sunlight streamed through the vintage-style drapes into the room.
Eva had her fill of sleep.
She turned over and found the space beside her empty; she opened her eyes, and the man was not in bed.
The pillow was slightly indented with residual warmth; he just left, didn’t he?
Eva got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom.
It was then she discovered that her neck was covered in his marks, even her fair shoulders...
Last night, it was real.
They slept together again.
She remembered, he said the little bun is his heir, so bossy.
Last night... the way he possessed her so dominantly was still vivid in her mind, her cheeks flushed unconsciously.
How can he be so devilish...
After washing up, she stumbled out of the bathroom, strangely not having morning sickness today.
Usually, she had to vomit upon waking.
Was it because of last night...
Exhausted, then slept a long time, and thus no morning sickness?
The maid knocked and came in: "Miss Nightingale, here are your clothes, once you’ve changed, please go downstairs for breakfast."
"The President has gone to handle affairs, he’ll be back in three days. He specifically instructed that during these three days, you need to eat more."