NovelEnglishChapter 1294: After two relentless hours in the bathroom, Cliff finally granted her respite, his sanity returning as he unwound the silk ribbons from her trembling form. He had chosen genuine silk for its decadent softness, determined to protect her delicate skin. Yet, her fragility, combined with his unrestrained passion, had left crimson marks across her flesh.
With reverent gentleness, Cliff pressed his lips to each tender mark before carrying her to the waiting bed. Laney, believing the storm had passed, finally allowed her tears to flow freely.
Understanding her tendency toward tears, Cliff deftly brushed them away, murmuring, "Conserve your strength. We're far from finished." His words sent shivers down Laney's spine, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"No," she whispered, her voice barely audible, but Cliff, his eyes blazing with desire, silenced her with an unforgiving kiss.
Though tears streamed down Laney's cheeks, resistance had long abandoned her, leaving her entirely at his mercy.
Laney slept until the following afternoon, exhaustion claiming her completely.
Cliff kept vigil beside her, watching for the moment her eyes would flutter open.
Never had Laney experienced such profound fatigue—even after waking, her gaze remained distant, lost in a fog for hours.
When Cliff returned, he brought nourishing broth, cradling her in his lap as he carefully fed her.
Laney's eyes remained swollen, her cascading hair failing to conceal the constellation of marks adorning her skin -a portrait of fragile beauty that only heightened her allure. She wound her slender arms around him, breathing his name.
Explore captivating tales on gal no v s"Cliff..." His fingers threaded through her hair with infinite tenderness, his eyes pools of affection.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Did you sleep well?" As clarity crept back into her mind, Laney remembered his unrestrained passion from the previous night. She withdrew her hand with a sullen pout.
Cliff's grip on her waist tightened possessively.
"Eat first, and then you can be mad at me." Her stomach betrayed her with an audible growl. The soup before her brimmed with all her favorite ingredients, and despite her resistance, she found herself accepting each spoonful.
After several mouthfuls, tears began rolling down her cheeks unbidden.
"Is it too hot?" Cliff's voice carried genuine concern. Laney shook her head, her voice thick with emotion.
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