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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?

give up, Maggie changed into a different outfit, opting for a short orange and black skirt, a style completely different from before.

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the sofa and lit a cigarette. His gaze occasionally flicked towards

his gaze, feeling dry–mouthed and restless, almost unable to control

her.

took a long drag from his cigarette, feeling

few minutes later, Maggie stepped out of the

up, his eyes pausing on her. His striking eyes were as dark as ink,

desire.

waist tightly cinched. A pair of pointed fox ears adorned her head, with a fluffy tail trailing behind her

a completely different style from before, and it

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

gaze felt like a searing heat, locking onto her, and making her

eyes teasing with a hint of mischief, looking both innocent and naughty.

as he moved closer

then stopped herself, meeting Nathael’s gaze briefly before looking

resembled that of a fox spirit from the mountains, only recently taking on a human

and every

her against the cabinet, his gaze carefully scanning her

examine her. Her long, pale neck had a hint of

to resist, Nathael kissed her eyes, struggling with his uncontrollable emotions yet

his throat, his voice deep

could resist such allure, and he was no

but smile, her bright face glowing with

remained silent, bending down to

“Mm!”

Margie was lifted by him and placed on the nearby low cabinet. The cabinet wobbled,

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wrapping her arms around

waist.

ragged as his kisses intensified, coming

surrender. She breathed heavily, her voice low and husky. “You said

a hint of playfulness

gazed at her with dark, intense eyes, filled with desire yet

murmured, “Do you believe

she had known it would turn out like this, she wouldn’t have bothered changing her

a realisation and looked up at the man in front of her, only to catch his

an eyebrow slightly, his expression carrying a mischievous smirk,