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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?

into a different outfit, opting for a short orange and black

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

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

her.

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

Maggie stepped out of

His striking eyes were as dark

desire.

wearing the short orange and black skirt, her waist tightly cinched. A pair of pointed fox ears adorned her head, with

was a completely different style from before, and

checks turned red, feeling a sudden wave of embarrassment. She glanced

felt like a searing heat, locking onto her, and

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

as he moved closer to

instinctively took a step back, but then stopped herself, meeting Nathael’s gaze briefly before looking away. Her fingers fidgeted nervously, unable to resist touching the fluffy tail

resembled that of a fox spirit from the mountains, only recently taking on a human form. She carried with her a sense of innocence

and every movement

pressed her against the cabinet, his gaze

a hint of blush, and she toyed with the tail behind her, asking once more, “Do

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

throat, his voice deep and

allure, and he was

bright face glowing with a dazzling smile. “Do you like

remained silent, bending down to kiss

“Mm!”

Margie was lifted by him and placed on the

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instinctively wrapping her arms around his strong

waist.

increasingly ragged as his kisses intensified,

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

a hint of playfulness and a

slightly as he gazed at her with dark, intense

he murmured, “Do you believe everything I say?”

had known it would turn

at the man

a mischievous smirk,