Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 228 Taking the Initiative

"In what way?" Sadie whispered, gently kissing his ear and playfully tugging at his clothes.

The robe he wore was so securely fastened and frustratingly difficult to remove.

"In... every way," replied Micah. He turned to face her, cupping her face in his hands as he kissed her fiercely, then gently laid her down on the bed.

"Mmm..." Sadie squirmed restlessly, her hands fumbling to remove his clothes, desperate to get a clear view of the small of his back, but she couldn't manage. "So tricky..."

"Let me do it."

Micah slipped off the robe and tossed it aside before leaning over her.

Sadie craned her neck, intent on looking, but he swiftly turned off the lights.

"Why'd you turn off the lights?" She exclaimed.

"It's more immersive in the dark..." Micah's voice was a husky whisper nibbling at her ear, and his fingers slowly intertwined with hers, "Look at me!"

Instinctively, she gazed up at him. In the darkness, he was like a wild animal; his eyes shining with a torrent of desire.

Suddenly, she recalled a night four years ago, and the last time in the car by the seaside...

The escort from that night had looked at her in the same way.

Those eyes were identical...

was him; it had to be

of Micah's breath teased

began to immerse herself in

silhouettes cast by

the heavy rhythm of his breathing mingled

away the

fervor and intensity left her unable to think; her only choice was to cling to

moment, Sadie inadvertently

as he bit her lip in a punishing kiss,

must be out of

Mr. Clemens who could turn the world upside-down,

that other identity was

getting jealous of

...

sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows danced across her face and stirred

a while, the relentless brightness finally coaxed her out of bed

then did she notice that she hadn't closed the curtains

if anyone was outside, wouldn't they

the oversized bathrobe from the floor, wrapping it around herself as she went to draw the

noticed Micah, already dressed impeccably, calmly enjoying his morning tea in the

leaning over, briefing him on

was unusually relaxed and content, as if he