His Unveiled Passion

Tessa ended the call, and Stephen said, "You don't need to pay for your friends. I've already waived all their expenses."

"That won't do. They came out to accompany me last night, so it's only fair that I thank them by treating them to something nice," Tessa explained.

Smiling, Stephen replied, "Alright."

After a while, Naomi called again to check in on Tessa and ask if she was feeling any better. She only felt reassured after Tessa told her that she was fine and was already feeling much better.

Tessa proceeded to spend the whole afternoon with Stephen.

Stephen's villa had a private home theater, equipped with a ceiling filled with faux stars, massage chairs, plush couches, and even a bed.

They had chosen a classic romance movie and sat in their respective massage chairs. There were carts filled with pastries, snacks, and drinks beside them.

Tessa enjoyed the massage while watching the movie. Sighing contentedly, she exclaimed, "This feels so good!"

"Tess," Stephen suddenly called out to her.

Tessa turned to him and asked, "Yes? What's wrong?"

"Why don't you come work out with me at the gym later?"

"I don't want to. I want to enjoy myself," Tessa rejected him almost immediately.

Amused, Stephen retorted, "You should work out a little. Otherwise, your stamina won't hold."

Tessa immediately caught the hidden innuendo and blushed. "Stephen!"

He burst out laughing, seemingly in a very good mood. In truth, Tessa was in great shape. She had done some training before, so she was considerably fit.

Once Stephen had gotten a taste of Tessa, his desire for her had only intensified. Besides, his stamina and strength far surpassed that of ordinary men.

He would go at it for at least three rounds, and each would last incredibly long. Even when Tessa cried out that she had had enough, he still wouldn't stop.

Stephen had always treated Tessa with gentleness and patience, except when they were in bed.

Ignoring him, Tessa turned her focus back to the movie.

himself. It was quite fun to

residence, Quentin was currently pinning Naomi against the bedroom door as he kissed her

held her tightly in place,

soon, Naomi gave up and

there was a

them froze

other side of the door, "Naomi?

wrong with Mary's tone. It sounded like she was trying her best to suppress

her "Mimi", while

Naomi's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly composed herself and calmed her breathing. She then said, "We're

did not say another word and simply

away the lipstick smudges on his lips. Then, she quickly

mom probably has caught on to something.

worry, Naomi. I'll take the brunt of it if anything happens,"

was still nervous. Although she knew

she was

saw Mary standing outside with a dark

she could finish her

crisp slap to

echoed throughout

her

immediately turned a

on her, his heart breaking after seeing her

cheek, tears pooled in Naomi's

at them coldly and asked, "Since when did

Naomi to stand behind him, Quentin met Mary's eyes and said calmly, "Mary, I was the one who

for this. If you're mad, you

have no right to control what you do, so I can only deal with my daughter. You should

but you can't hit her again," Quentin said

him as fury flooded her gaze. "She's my daughter. What

refused to move. His gaze had also turned cold as he said, "She's my girlfriend. It's my duty

supposed to be her brother! What you two are doing now is called