Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

It had been a long time since they’d all been together, so the atmosphere of the dinner was relaxed.

When Ellison got home. William brought the gifts from his friends down to the living room

Joycelyn, just coming down the stairs with a glass of water, saw Ellison, who was a little tipsy. His usually stern face had a faint blush.

He sank into the sofa, leaning back and closing his eyes to rest.

“Mr. Grant, are you drunk?” Joycelyn asked, walking over with a glass of warm water.

William, having placed all the gifts down, stood up and replied, “Mr. Grant had a few drinks with friends today. He might be a little tipsy. Thank you for taking care of him, Mrs. Grant.”

“Oh, no problem. Do you want me to help him upstairs to rest?” Joycelyn asked.

It was almost nine o’clock, and Ellison’s body clock was usually set for a 9:30 bedtime.

“I’m not drunk,” Ellison opened his eyes, his deep gaze meeting hers

His voice, husky from the alcohol, was low and magnetic, a stark contrast to his usual authoritative tone, now laced with a lazy, carefree edge. It was hard to tell if he was truly drunk.

William didn’t want to intrude further, so he left after giving them a few simple reminders.

Joycelyn stood beside Ellison, holding the water cup, looking at his handsome face. She sat down next to him and handed him the water, saying, “Drink some water. Would you like me to make you some hangover soup?”

“No need,” Ellison took her soft, small hand into his, his voice low and dark as he said, “Joycelyn.”

“Mmm,” Joycelyn replied softly, feeling his warm hand envelop hers. The heat from his hand made her feel a bit flustered, and she could feel sweat starting to form in her palm from the warmth.

“You’re concerned about me?” Ellison’s gaze was intense as he looked at her.

His eyes deepened with meaning, and even just locking eyes with him for a moment made her heart skip a beat.

Joycelyn’s eyelashes fluttered, and she nodded. ‘Mm, drinking isn’t good for your health.”

“That sounds so dismissive,” Ellison released her hand and closed his eyes again.

He lay there silently, making Joycelyn unsure of what to do next.

“Why dismissive?” she asked.

“My grandmother always said that eyes don’t lie. True concern is gentle, Ellison’s voice was deep and rich, and it sent a strange tightness to Joycelyn’s chest.

how to respond and stayed

again, “You’re just

clear eyes filled

must have really been drunk if he

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these gifts from your friends?” she quickly changed the

were obviously well–packaged and expensive. There were bottles of wine and golf

gift bag caught her eye–it was from Rolex, and

limited edition watch she’d seen today at the store, the one that the rich girl

nonchalant “Mm–hmm” in response.

it?” Joycelyn couldn’t help but ask out

Ellison said casually.

and picked up the Rolex box. She opened it, and as expected, it was the

froze for a moment, but didn’t say anything. She closed the

watch, worth over a million dollars, was far beyond the price of the one she

for a while, Ellison sat up and said, “Tomorrow night, we’re going to Grandma’s for dinner.”

Joycelyn replied

them exchanged a few words, their

alcohol, Ellison’s frustration seemed

taken a shower yet?

turning to look at

could turn to see him. Ellison leaned toward

unique fragrance enveloped her, and Joycelyn’s entire body tensed. Ellison kissed her deeply, his hands roaming as if guided by instinct,

skin finally touched the air, Joycelyn, breathless, managed

period, she said, her voice

cooling the heat that had built up inside him.

and stop

him.

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place the order but was unsure how to fill in the delivery address. On top of that, buying such intimate clothing made her nervous

felt utterly

courage. After a while, her face flushed red, and with a deep breath, she squeezed her

needed a safe delivery address.

he saw the message and sent her