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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?

a different outfit, opting for a short orange and

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and lit a cigarette. His gaze occasionally flicked

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

her.

from his cigarette, feeling like things couldn’t keep going like

minutes later, Maggie stepped out of the

pausing on her. His striking eyes were as

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

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

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

heat, locking onto her, and

see?” Maggie didn’t move closer, her eyes teasing with a hint of mischief, looking both innocent and

he moved closer

Nathael’s gaze briefly before looking away. Her fingers fidgeted nervously, unable to

fox spirit from the mountains, only recently taking on a human form. She carried with her

every movement seemed bewitching.

pressed her against the cabinet, his gaze

Her long, pale neck had a hint of

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

his voice deep and solemn. “Yeah.”

resist such allure, and he was no

face glowing with a dazzling

remained silent, bending down to kiss her cherry

“Mm!”

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

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soft gasp, instinctively wrapping her arms

waist.

as his kisses

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

hint of playfulness and a touch of

slightly as he gazed at her with dark, intense eyes, filled with desire yet

her collarbone as he murmured, “Do you believe everything I

would turn

looked up at the man in front of her, only to

a mischievous smirk, and there