Chapter 437 Are You Ready To Be A Star

Kallum's voice was incredibly hoarse, and he had a dazed and harmless look on his face.

It was rare of him to give off such a vibe. When he was alert, he was always full of vigor and vitality, radiating an intensity and warmth akin to that of a diamond.

Calista nodded. "Do you want to sleep on the bed?

Kallum stared at his computer. "But there is still an unfinished document..."

"You can deal with those tomorrow."

"But this document is of utmost urgency. It simply can't wait until tomorrow."

Calista pulled out her trump card and bent over to whisper in his ear, "Don't tell me you've forgotten? You said it yourself that you wanted a reward for this matter, remember?"

Kallum's previously muddled mind suddenly became alert.

I mentioned before that I would want consummation once this matter was

resolved. Could it be that...

Calista nodded. "Yes, that's right. I agree to it, so let's go to bed!"

Go to bed?

In that moment, Kallum felt as if he had been injected with a shot of adrenaline, standing up with a renewed vigor.

Ten minutes later, Kallum found himself feeling nonplussed while being held in Calista's embrace.

"Is this what you call consummation?" Sleeping on the same bed, at most, could be considered sharing a bed.

hugging you

intended to argue his case with a reasoned

to another room to

his lips, muttering softly,

"What did you say?"

nothing. Time for bed!" Kallum said as he pulled Calista into

seconds,

slept deeply, far more peacefully than when

his finely chiseled profile, her fingers carefully brushing against his long eyelashes. His eyes fluttered slightly, yet he didn't open them, only furrowing his brows slightly. The corners

if bewitched, Calista drew just a bit

of

him as the

before she lowered her gaze and gently planted a kiss onto his thin

he involuntarily tightened his grip on

the next day, it

reclaim what was rightfully his, but seeing Calista clutching

do so. He had no choice but to first ensure she was

Calista getting dressed, her unintentional display of a graceful figure almost made

starved that it was as if his

Joel.ne

and yet only tasted the fruit of my labor once! Just once! If one were

she changed her clothes. She couldn't help but

you are desperately longing for it, but could you not stare at me like

I'm a lamb that's about to

housekeeper asked Kallum what he wanted to eat. Kallum, through gritted teeth, declared, "Meat!

uttering a word. At

finally awake! The President suggested that we should arrange a press

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