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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 skirt, a style completely different from

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was unusually patient. He sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. His gaze occasionally flicked towards the

restless, almost unable

her.

cigarette, feeling like things couldn’t

Maggie stepped out of the

His striking eyes were as dark as ink, intense, and filled

desire.

black skirt, her waist tightly cinched. A pair of pointed fox

before, and it was

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

a searing heat, locking onto her, and making her

Maggie didn’t move closer, her eyes teasing with a hint

bobbed slightly as he

before looking away. Her fingers fidgeted nervously, unable to resist touching the fluffy tail

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

every movement seemed bewitching.

pressed her against the cabinet, his gaze carefully

letting him examine her. Her long, pale neck had a hint of blush, and she toyed with the tail behind her, asking once more, “Do I

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

his voice deep and solemn. “Yeah.”

could resist such allure, and

glowing with a dazzling

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

“Mm!”

him and placed on the nearby low cabinet. The cabinet wobbled,

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out a soft gasp, instinctively wrapping her arms

waist.

increasingly ragged as his

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

playfulness and

at her with

as he murmured, “Do you believe everything I

turn out like this, she

she had a realisation and looked up at the man in

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