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

restless, almost unable to control his urgent desire to

her.

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

Maggie stepped out of the

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

desire.

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

completely different style from before, and it

wave of embarrassment. She glanced down briefly

heat, locking onto her, and making

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

throat bobbed slightly as he moved closer

then stopped herself, meeting Nathael’s gaze briefly before looking away. Her fingers fidgeted

from the mountains, only recently taking on a human form. She carried with her a sense of innocence mixed with natural allure.

every movement seemed bewitching.

pressed her against the cabinet, his gaze

of

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

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

resist such allure,

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

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

“Mm!”

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

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gasp, instinctively wrapping

waist.

ragged as his kisses intensified, coming in waves,

breathed heavily, her voice

of playfulness

at her with dark, intense eyes, filled with

collarbone as he murmured, “Do

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

realisation and looked up at the man in front of

smirk, and there was a fiery look in