NovelEnglishZachary smiled wryly. "Never mind, just follow your own instincts and decide for yourself." Aveline watched the children playing, falling deep into thought.
What did she really want? The truth was, she did want to know what kind of people her biological parents were.
So, maybe she should dig deeper, take a look, and see where it led.
Who knows? Perhaps she was destined to have parents after all.
Once she made up her mind, the uncertainty faded away.
That evening, after taking a shower, she sent a message to Lucas.
"I have something to discuss with you. Can you cover?" It hadn't even been five minutes before there was a knock on her door.
Aveline got up, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore she could say anything, Lucas leaned in, cupped her face, and kissed her.
Her body stiffened, but she didn't resist.
After all, she had asked him to cover to talk about this, hadn't she? He seemed to know exactly what she meant.
"Mm... the door," Aveline managed to say, her voice muffled.
Lucas reached back and shut the door, then wrapped his arm around her waist, deepening the kiss.
It was like a spark meeting dry tinder, igniting into a fierce blaze in an instant.
His intensity was overwhelming, and Aveline found herself struggling to keep up.
They stumbled to the edge of the bed, where he gently pushed her down.
Her breath cout in ragged gasps, a mix of anticipation and nerves coursing through her.
She had expected him to be urgent and rough, but instead, he teased her, stoking her desire.
Only when her body responded did he move to the next step.
His breath warmed her ear as he kissed her earlobe and whispered, "Aveline, I just want to make you happy." Aveline closed her eyes, letting herself be swept away in the moment.
The world seemed to turn upside down.
The next morning, she opened her eyes to find herself enveloped in Lucas' strong arms, his warm breath brushing against her shoulder.
She shifted slightly, and his arm tightened around her.
"Are you tired?" AQUMS His deep, raspy voice, still heavy with sleep, had a seductive edge that sent a shiver down her spine.
Aveline replied, "I need to get up and wash." "Just stay a little longer," Lucas murmured, unwilling to let her go.
He cherished these rare, tender moments and couldn't bear to release her so easily.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut Aveline was determined to get up. She shifted again, trying to free herself.
Instead of letting go, Lucas only held her tighter, his breath growing hotter against her skin. "Keep moving and you'bhave to deal with the Ov consequences." At his words, Aveline could feel the change in him, and a flush of red crept up her cheeks.
"You're the one who won't let go!" she retorted, her voice a mix of frustration and embarrassment.
Lucas kissed her shoulder softly.
"Then why are you wriggling? If you hadn't, this wouldn't have happened." Aveline huffed, "You're blocking me. Why shouldn't I try to get free?" He chuckled softly. "You can struggle all you want. It's not like I've tied your hands and feet." Aveline thought to herself, "...This conversation is going nowhere." Why was she arguing with him about this first thing in the morning?
His reaction was intense. She remained still in his arms untibhen Barms finally released her and headed to the bathroom.
Her tense body relaxed, and she got up from the bed. Glancing at the rumpled sheets, memones of the previous night flashed through her mind, bringing a faint blush to her cheeks. Without hesitation, she changed the bed linens.
When Lucas emerged, he saw her sitting on the sofa, scrolling through her phone.
He walked over, cupped her chin, and leaned in for a kiss.
Aveline frowned and turned away. "I need you to investigate Hilda for me." X
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