After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

Jolie opened the door and asked curiously, "When did you leave?"

Gavin replied, "I live upstairs. I just went back to take a shower."

He had also changed into a simple set of loungewear-a white T-shirt-that made him look several years younger. Jolie's gaze lingered on him briefly before she quickly looked away and shut the door.

She headed straight to the bedroom, but Gavin watched her and asked, "Why aren't you going to the master bedroom?"

Without turning back, Jolie replied, "I don't want to end up having to change the sheets later. It's exhausting."

She was well aware of his tendencies. Once things started, they wouldn't stop until everything was a complete mess.

She cleverly opted for the guest room, figuring she could clean up after a good night's sleep.

However, Gavin said, "But I want to be in the master bedroom."

Jolie immediately frowned and turned back to glare at him. "Gavin, do you always have to be so demanding? This is my house!" Gavin looked at her calmly. "If you're not okay with it, we can go to my place."

After a pause, he added, "It's not far. Just upstairs."

Jolie was speechless. She was utterly defeated.

go

spun around and stomped toward the

curved into a faint smile, though the expression vanished

they got into the elevator, Jolie began to regret her decision.

to walking right into a

it. His place was just upstairs, barely

opened the door,

lashes fluttered slightly. Avoiding his gaze, she

a

a few lights on. She didn't bother to take in her surroundings, her only thought being to start

sound of the door closing behind her made her tense up

scooped her

out a startled cry, her hands reflexively wrapping around his neck, afraid of

was no chance of that. His arms were strong and steady, holding her

Despite their many close

at him hurriedly. His sharp jawline, lightly

her, the desire in his eyes was always overwhelming,

faint blush spread across