Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 295

Chapter 295 I feed you, and you still don't want to eat?

The servant didn't dare go up and stood aside, saying, "I don't want to. Why don't you go?"

The head chef glared and said, "My job is to cook."

This was the head chef's first encounter with such a situation. Seeing the gourmet dishes being reheated repeatedly, he muttered, "What's going on? Did Sylvester make Lela sick?"

The maid beside him blushed, lowered her head, and said nothing.

It wasn't an illness; Lela and Sylvester had been having sex all night.

While they were shirking responsibility downstairs, they heard Lela's voice from upstairs. "No, I don't want to."

She wanted to sleep.

Sylvester was holding Lela, her slender legs dangling beside him, her hands irritably messing with Sylvester's soft hair.

kept one arm around her, indulging her whims, and said in his usual

that the torment she suffered in her early years would have

paid special attention

was the most important meal, so

last night, felt a bit annoyed. She clenched her fists, one hand pounding Sylvester's shoulder, the other continuing to mess with his

the dining

was very cooperative and even crazier

her head in his neck to bite it down. Sylvester tensed up, allowing her the freedom to playfully

as no one dared to

never seen Sylvester treated like this; his hair was

the bad-tempered and

widened their

even like this, Sylvester

only Lela

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255