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Chapter 139 Sly Individual

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?

give up, Maggie changed into a different outfit, opting for a short orange and black skirt,

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a cigarette. His gaze occasionally flicked

his gaze, feeling dry–mouthed and restless, almost

her.

drag from his cigarette, feeling like things

minutes later, Maggie stepped out

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

a completely different style from before, and it

a sudden wave of embarrassment. She glanced

searing heat, locking onto

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

bobbed slightly as he moved closer to

a step back, but then stopped herself, meeting Nathael’s gaze briefly before looking away. Her fingers

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

every

pressed her against the cabinet, his gaze carefully scanning her

her head back, letting him examine her. Her long, pale neck had a hint of blush, and she toyed with

struggling with his uncontrollable emotions yet desperately trying

voice deep and

allure, and he was no

face glowing with a dazzling smile. “Do you

silent, bending down to kiss her cherry lips.

“Mm!”

Margie was lifted by him and placed on the nearby

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wrapping her arms

waist.

his kisses intensified,

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

playfulness and a touch

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

he murmured, “Do you

known it would turn out like this,

realisation and looked up at the man in front of her, only

a mischievous smirk, and there was a fiery look