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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?

outfit, opting for a short orange and black skirt, a

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was unusually patient. He sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. His gaze occasionally flicked towards the tightly closed bathroom door. His eyes were dark and intense.

almost unable to control his urgent desire to

her.

cigarette, feeling like

later, Maggie stepped out of the bathroom.

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

desire.

A pair of pointed fox

was a completely different style from before, and it was driving

a sudden wave of embarrassment. She glanced

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

eyes teasing with a hint of mischief,

bobbed slightly as he

but then stopped herself, meeting Nathael’s gaze briefly before looking away. Her fingers fidgeted nervously, unable to resist touching the

recently taking on a human form. She carried with her a sense of innocence mixed with natural allure.

and every movement seemed bewitching.

against the cabinet, his

tilted her head back, letting him examine her. Her long, pale neck had a hint of blush,

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

cleared his throat, his voice deep and solemn.

such allure,

glowing with a

Nathael remained silent, bending down to kiss her cherry

“Mm!”

and placed on the nearby low cabinet. The cabinet

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a soft gasp, instinctively wrapping her arms around his

waist.

ragged as his kisses intensified,

breathed

hint of playfulness and a touch of cunning.

he gazed at her with dark, intense eyes, filled

murmured, “Do

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

at the man

a mischievous smirk, and there was a fiery look in his eyes.