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.

know how to respond and

spoke again, “You’re just going

froze, her clear eyes filled with

have really been drunk if

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these gifts from your friends?” she quickly changed the

gifts were obviously well–packaged and expensive. There were bottles of wine and golf clubs, clearly all quite pricey.

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

she’d seen today at the store, the one that the rich

gave a nonchalant “Mm–hmm” in

see it?” Joycelyn couldn’t help but

ahead,” Ellison said casually.

She opened it, and as expected, it was the same watch from earlier, the store’s signature item.

moment, but didn’t say anything. She closed the box

dollars, was far beyond the price

Ellison sat up and said, “Tomorrow

Joycelyn replied

a few words, their

because of the alcohol, Ellison’s frustration seemed to be replaced by a

shower yet?

nodded, turning to look at him.

she could turn to see him. Ellison leaned toward her, his

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

skin finally touched the air, Joycelyn, breathless, managed to

my period, she said, her voice

shower, instantly cooling the heat

and stop

him.

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the interests of straight men are exactly

the delivery address. On top of that, buying such

felt utterly

the courage. After a while, her face flushed

a safe delivery address.

Ellison came out of the shower, he saw the message and sent her an address.