His Domineering Lover

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Angel Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Angel Cherish Turner carefully got up, trying to crawl out of the bed, but a strong hand wrapped around her waist.

William Griffith was still asleep, but his hand had not let go of Cherish at all. Last night, he held her like this as they fell asleep; it was such a satisfying and luxurious feeling, but it also made him scared of losing her if he didn’t hold on tightly. So, he held her close all night.

Cherish frowned, delicately lifting his arm, and then…

“Hmm…” The arm’s owner let out a muffled hum and furrowed his brows as if he was going to wake up. Cherish didn’t dare to breathe, she immediately laid back down and continued to snuggle in William’s arms, afraid of waking him up.

Actually, being wrapped in his warmth was quite comfortable, and there was a unique masculine fragrance on this man’s body, very pleasant to her nose.

Her ostrich-like act was adorable to the extreme.

William, however, had already woken up. At this moment, he couldn’t help but smile as she was still in his embrace. Of course, he didn’t let Cherish know.

Cherish snuggled and eventually fell back asleep unconsciously, because this embrace was just too warm.

she woke up again, she didn’t know what time it was, and William’s figure

room, and she didn’t bring her phone, so Cherish had

Her face flushed like blood once more

the burning sensation between her legs, Cherish tidied herself up, lifted the blanket, and was about to leave, but upon opening the room door, she sensed the delicious

the fragrance of glutinous rice porridge, it seemed to have red beans and black

scent of stewed soup, though she couldn’t tell what

slippers and walked barefoot on the floor, following the heavenly

man was currently wearing an apron, diligently cooking the most delicious and heartfelt breakfast in the

had put on her last night, his own shirt. It was long enough to

frame, giggling foolishly, scratching her head, and watching the man not far away. It was nice having a man cooking for

seemed like William Griffith had no flaws, he

once thought your taste in men was terrible, but who knew that you were actually quite discerning and fortunate?

song someone had sung: “Only by waving goodbye to the