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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?

for a short orange and

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

his gaze, feeling dry–mouthed and restless, almost

her.

drag from his cigarette, feeling

Maggie stepped out

eyes pausing on her. His striking eyes were as dark as ink, intense, and filled

desire.

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

was a completely different style from before, and it was driving Nathael’s

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

locking onto her, and making her skin prickle.

move closer, her eyes teasing with a hint of mischief, looking both innocent and

bobbed slightly as he moved closer to her.

briefly before looking away. Her fingers fidgeted nervously,

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

every movement seemed bewitching.

against the cabinet, his gaze carefully

hint of blush, and

eyes, struggling with his uncontrollable

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

allure, and he was no exception.

glowing with a dazzling smile.

Nathael remained silent, bending down to kiss her cherry lips.

“Mm!”

placed on the nearby

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gasp, instinctively wrapping her arms around his

waist.

ragged as his kisses intensified,

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

hint of playfulness and a touch

slightly as he gazed at her with dark, intense eyes,

as he murmured, “Do you believe everything I

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

mischievous smirk, and there was a