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...

it was him; it had to be

Micah's breath teased

closed her eyes and began to immerse herself

wild revelry; their entwined silhouettes cast by the

and the heavy rhythm of his breathing mingled in the room to form an

had drained away the clutter

left her unable to think; her only choice was to

moment, Sadie

furrowing as he bit her lip in a

woman must be out

could turn the world upside-down, she was fixated

other

in getting jealous of

...

a deep slumber for Sadie. She was sprawled out on her bed until the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows danced across her face and stirred her awake. Rubbing her eyes, she shifted

relentless brightness finally coaxed her out of bed

notice that she hadn't

if anyone was outside, wouldn't they

floor, wrapping it

impeccably, calmly enjoying his morning tea in the

leaning over,

content, as