Chapter 83

“Can you let go of me now? You’re hurting me,” Joycelyn said, hekling out for about half a minute, before finally poking his hand.

The back of his hand was tense, veins visibly bulging, and just aall poke made her fingers feel like they were being pricked.

Ellison didn’t let go but loosened his grip slightly. He took a step forward and, walking side by side with Joycelyn, said, “Come to the room with me.”

“Oh, come on, I’ve been through so much today. Please, let me off the hook, will you?” Joycelyn softened her tone and begged.

She had wanted to sleep in his arms earlier, but now she just waited some space.

Tonight, she was going to sleep by herself.

“You already said we’re in sync in bed, so I need to make sure you get the full experience,” Ellison replied, displeased, as he didn’t let Joycelyn feel comfortable either.

He grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the master bedroom

Joycelyn followed reluctantly, thinking about her period, but she couldn’t help but still follow him in tiny steps.

Ellison was a catch, and she wasn’t about to let herself feel guilty for sleeping beside him.

Adults know that love and sex can be separate, Joycelyn told herself. But as she lay beside him and felt his warmth and heartbeat, even she didn’t quite believe her own reasoning

What was supposed to be a peaceful, cozy night in bed–where their breaths synchronized and they seemed to be asleep- lasted for about ten minutes before Ellison couldn’t hold back.

“Joycelyn, what you said in the bathroom earlier, repeat it for me Ellison asked, breaking the silence.

In the dim light, Joycelyn glanced briefly toward the darkness but immediately shut her eyes tighter, pretending to sleep. Ellison wasn’t sleeping either. He wanted to catch her off guard.

“Joycelyn, wake up.” Ellison shifted, leaning on one arm while using the other to gently pinch her cheek. He didn’t believe she had fallen asleep so quickly.

not making a sound, and kept her breathing regular.

huh?” Ellison’s voice was low, and he couldn’t stop staring at

matter what he did, Joycelyn wouldn’t wake

to get

reaching up to hold him. She nestled her head comfortably

soft body rubbed

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Chapter 83

stopped, allowing her to rest in his arms. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer to

woken up by the sound of her phone ringing.

for the phone for

Come downstairs for breakfast.” Ellison’s soothing ice

mumbled sleepily, her voice muffled

heard a cheerful barking sound on the other

immediately snapped

despite the soreness in her

and was already dressed in a shirt and trousers,

little

standoffish vibe between the two–Ellison, the imposing figure with a presence that screamed “stay away” from anyone, and the puppy, who seemed both scared and determined to stand its ground, staring right back at him.

soon as

ran towards her, tail wagging like

you,” Joycelyn said as she sat down on

stop sniffing

the scene with a slight expression of distaste, though he tolerated the fluffy dog for

the training going? Joycelyn continued

and the bond

his brow.

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