NovelEnglishChapter 533
Watching Ryan's handsface turn red from the drinks, and hearing him slur out that question, something
tugged at my heart.
| couldn’t believe Ryan actually cared about what my parents thought. With his status, he was way out of
anyone's league-he didn’t need to care about anyone's opinion.
“Yeah, they definitely like you,” | chuckled softly, trying to reassure him.
“Really?” Ryan smiled. “That’s good.”
As we walked down the cool garden path, Ryan pulledinto his arms and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
“You're giving off serious wifey vibes tonight.”
| looked up at him. “These days, being called wifey material isn’t exactly a compliment.”
“Not to me...” Ryan murmured.
His voice was a little husky. “I love how gentle you are, so soft and non-confrontational.”
I smiled. “If you like it, that’s all that matters.”
Finally, we reached the end of the long path. Ryan punched in the code and opened the door. Inside, everything
was spotless, and there was a crisp, dry scent in the air.
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“Did someone clean up?” | asked.
Ryan nodded. “The housekeeper cby.”
I was thinking I'd help him tidy up, but looks like he doesn’t needafter all.
Ryan lounged on the brown sofa, the alcohol clearly getting to him-he looked a little out of it.
He reached up, fingers fumbling at his collar, and managed to undo a button.
The crisp white shirt highlighted his youthful good looks, and that careless gesture gave him an edge of primal
seduction.
Ryan paused, his eyes a little hazy as he glanced up at me. “Are you heading back?”
| was about to, but Ryan pleaded softly, “Can you stay witha little longer?”
Yvonne was with Mariah, so I wasn’t in any hurry to leave.
“Alright,” | said, heading to the dining room to grab him a bottle of water. After Ryan took a sip, he reached out
and pulledcloser by the wrist.
| collapsed into his arms, and Ryan huggedtight. “Vic, nights like this are so peaceful.”
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With my head on his chest, listening to his strong, pounding heartbeat-it was anything but quiet.
On the contrary, his scent, all hormones and youth, was so intense it pulled at my most primal instincts.
Honestly, when it comes to physical stuff, I'm not usually the needy type. | always thought it was better to keep
things under control.
But ever since | got together with Ryan, I've realized it's not that | don’t want to hold back-it's just that having
him next tois pure torture.
| stared at his lips-soft, dewy, and so temptingly red. For the first time, | just wanted to mess with him a little. |
nuzzled against him in his arms, and he let out a low, sleepy murmur.
Then | kissed his Adam's apple, and Ryan finally looked down at me, his eyes hazy with booze and a hint of
surprise.
Before he could say a word, | planted another kiss on his chin. Ryan reached up and gently stroked my hair. “Vic,
quit fooling around.”
“I'm not messing around,” | insisted, but my lips were already moving toward his.
Ryan stared at me, dazed, but | ignored his drunken haze and stole a kiss, tasting the heat between us.
Ryan was so easy to tease—just a little initiative from me, and he turned into a blazing fire, all passion and wild
energy.
“Vic, you started this... now you gotta take responsibility,” Ryan said with a playful grin, sweepingup in his
arms and heading straight for the bedroom.
Our wild night was rushed, but honestly, it was way hotter than usual. Heading home, | couldn't help but wish it
had lasted longer.
But with my folks visiting, | knew | couldn't stay out too late.
When | got home, | could hear Mariah nagging at my dad for drinking too much. He was already asleep, face
down on the couch-probably didn’t hear a single word she said.
When | walked in, Yvonne was already out of the shower, sitting cross-legged on the couch, watching anand
munching on fruit Mariah had cut up for her.
“Vic, what's the deal with you and those three?” Mariah blurted out.
She'd been dying to ask at dinner, but kept quiet. Now that she finally hadto herself, she couldn’t hold back
anymore.
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| turned to Yvonne. “Hey, since you've showered, why don’t you go hang out in my room with the iPad? I'll help
Mariah tidy up the living room and dining area.”
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Yvonne replied with an “okay,” set down her fruit plate, and headed into my room.
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