Chapter 515

Gordon gasped, having skipped breakfast, and this breath filled him up.

“No, no. Planes are cool, but I’d rather not take a one–way trip to the afterlife!”

“Come on, Thaddeus. Mr. Gordon is sincerely loyal to you. No need to get angry over a plane.”

Evadne’s slender fingers traced the sharp jawline of the man, her voice teasing, her eyes as imperious as a queen’s, “For your birthday this year, I’ll get you a jet better than Snakey Avery’s, okay?”

Damn, he was jealous!

Private jets as gifts? The Skyrim’s richest heiress truly lives up to her reputation!

Thaddeus opened his starry eyes, grasping her delicate hand with a seriousness that belied his usually cool demeanor, “Evadne, I’m your man; but I’m no gigolo living on a woman. I should be the one giving you gifts.”

“Pfft! What are you talking about? We share everything, a few bucks mean nothing.”

The lady’s domineering statement made Jareth and Gordon jealous!

They weren’t not gigolo either; but which man didn’t want the finest cars, the biggest tanks and the sleekest jets?

Thaddeus shook his head softly, a touch of sadness in his eyes, “Evadne, you don’t need to get me anything more. What you’ve already given me is more than enough. The gifts you gave me before are now displayed in a room I’ve set aside. Every time I come home, I enter that room, look at each one many times, touch them many times.”

Back then, having lost Evadne, he was like a serious fetishist.

Frequently, he’d spend hours in that room; sometimes even slept there at night. Mr. Thaddeus, who was usually calm and collected, appeared like a lovesick madman in places where no one could see, internally spiraling out of control and into madness.

Evadne looked at him, her gaze deep and steady, though her hand trembled lightly as she caressed his cheek.

“Besides, what else do I need as a gift? You’re the best gift that life has ever given me.” Thaddeus repeated the line, but each time it felt as heartfelt as

the first.

“Silly.”

Evadne didn’t need to say more. Evadne sealed any unnecessary words with a kiss, expressing what thousands of words couldn’t.

“Alright, alright. I must be the ultimate straight guy, because I don’t get this romance stuff. But listening to it, why does it sound a bit kinky?” Jareth couldn’t help but shudder at the thought of Thaddeus mooning over Evadne’s gifts.

then, the sound of rushing footsteps

sprinting like an Olympic runner, dashed down the staircase and

We’ve got a lead on

and Thaddeus both sat up abruptly, their excited expressions perfectly mirroring those of a

up. Jareth was so excited that he was almost incoherent, “Where, where is that scoundrel now?! Didn’t

head, her expression grave, “Sorry, sir. Eden wasn’t alone. Our guys got into a fierce shootout with his

other, stunned, while Jareth exploded in disbelief and fury, “This is Elmsworth, not Helgen Star Island! How could they be brutally attacked right at our doorstep? Didn’t they

did, but it was too late!”

with anger, “Our guys had the upper hand

skilled, armed, and seemed determined to wipe us out! It’s already a miracle that some of them came

the table, the abrupt knuckles making

his men almost faced total annihilation. For the fiercely competitive Jareth, this was like having

wrong? Who’s

silent as they turned toward the

myell’s

there, wearing a white sundress and clutching the teddy bear Evadne had given her. He rubbed her sleepy eyes with an

spoke, her dress strap had slipped down from her round shoulder,

away from an immediate wardrobe malfunction!

and collarbone were unmistakable bite marks left by a

night’s wild embrace

the sweat from his brow and fixated on his own

no, oh

soared and his inner

and ran to his petite wife, whose heart seemed about to fall out of her chest. He enveloped her soft body in his

glistening with innocence as she cooed, “Jareth, please don’t be mad. I’m scared when you’re mad.” “I’m not mad,

Marilla off her feet and stormed upstairs, whispering fiercely, “Don’t let others

room fell into

and quickly stammered, “I–I didn’t see anything, I swear! Sir, you’ve got to

report to Jareth, only to

Lily,” Evadne said soothingly, “You’ve been taking great care of Marilla all on your own. It’s been tough. And you know how she is, sometimes she’s just a big kid. Nobody’s perfect. If Jareth dares to

Thaddeus nodded slightly.

Ms. Evadne, thank you, Mr. Thaddeus. Really, I’m fine. The one

committed to loving his wife for a lifetime, to taking care of her forever.

his gaze, and

sensing her despondence, took her hand and gently caressed it, “Evadne, I know you’re worried about Marilla. But look, now she has Jareth to love her,

actually quite grateful to

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