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Maggie stiffened all over, her body tensing noticeably at his unexpectedly direct words.

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Their heavy breaths mingled together, and it was only then that Maggie realised she was sitting on his lap with her skirt already as short as it could be.

Her checks flushed crimson, and her almond eyes locked onto his as if hiding two hooks. She hesitated before speaking, her voice soft and seductive. “Are you sure?”

Nathael pulled his thin lips into a smirk, his voice deep and commanding. “Go ahead.”

“What if you can’t control yourself?” Maggie raised an eyebrow, sitting on his lap, her eyes slightly lowered as she looked at him.

Nathael lounged against the sofa back, his expression relaxed, exuding a hint of mischief and nonchalance. He spoke with confidence, I can.”

Maggie chuckled, feeling a bit of excitement.

She cursed her stubborn streak!

With brisk movements, she rose from his lap, her steps light. She stopped by the clothes rack and picked

out a few outfits.

But as she tried on each outfit one by one, the man on the sofa remained unfazed, as if nothing had changed.

Maggie was annoyed, feeling an itch of frustration. Determined, she grabbed a fox–themed outfit.

It was a strapless dress with bold orange matched with black lace, and it was put together pretty well.

Just looking at the dress, it seemed alright, except it was a bit short and the lace trim gave it a less serious. vibe.

Hmm, Maggie felt her telerance was gradually increasing.

Grabbing the clothes, she turned and headed into the bathroom. Standing before the mirror, she took a long look at herself.

The reflection seemed a bit strange. Despite seeing her own face day in and day out, the flirtatiousness and innocence in the woman’s almond–shaped eyes felt unfamiliar.

Well, my face is still attractive, and my figure isn’t bad either.

But why isn’t Nathael reacting at all?

This is an absolute disgrace!

It doesn’t make any sense, does it?

a short orange and black skirt, a style completely

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a cigarette. His gaze occasionally flicked towards the tightly closed bathroom door. His eyes were dark and intense.

restless, almost unable

her.

long drag from his cigarette, feeling like things couldn’t keep

few minutes later, Maggie stepped out

her. His striking eyes were as dark as

desire.

skirt, her waist tightly cinched. A pair of pointed fox ears adorned her head, with

from before, and it was

turned red, feeling a sudden wave of embarrassment. She glanced down briefly before mustering the courage to look

a searing heat, locking onto her, and

what you see?” Maggie didn’t move closer, her eyes teasing

slightly as he moved

Nathael’s gaze briefly before looking away. Her fingers fidgeted nervously, unable to resist touching the fluffy tail

that her appearance resembled that of a fox spirit from the mountains, only recently taking

smile and every movement seemed bewitching.

cabinet, his

head back, letting him examine her. Her long, pale neck had a hint of blush, and she toyed with the tail behind her,

his uncontrollable emotions

cleared his throat, his voice deep and solemn. “Yeah.”

allure,

bright face glowing with

Nathael remained silent, bending down to kiss

“Mm!”

him and placed on the nearby

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instinctively wrapping her arms

waist.

breath became increasingly ragged as his kisses intensified,

she was drowning, yet oddly, she wanted to surrender. She breathed heavily, her voice low and husky. “You

hint of playfulness and a

as he gazed at her with dark, intense eyes, filled with desire

he murmured, “Do you

frowned, feeling annoyed. If she had known it would turn out like this, she wouldn’t have bothered

up at the man in

slightly, his expression carrying a mischievous smirk, and