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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?

opting for a short orange and black

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sofa and lit a cigarette. His gaze occasionally flicked towards the tightly closed bathroom door. His eyes were dark and

feeling dry–mouthed and restless, almost unable

her.

cigarette, feeling like things couldn’t

few minutes later, Maggie stepped out of the

eyes pausing on her. His striking eyes were as

desire.

the short orange and black skirt, her waist tightly cinched. A pair of pointed fox ears adorned her head, with a

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

wave of embarrassment. She glanced down

searing heat, locking onto

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

slightly as he

took a step back, but then stopped herself, meeting Nathael’s gaze briefly before looking away. Her fingers fidgeted nervously, unable to resist

idea that her appearance resembled that of a fox spirit from the mountains, only recently taking on a

and every movement

the cabinet, his gaze carefully scanning her

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

his uncontrollable emotions yet

his voice deep and solemn.

allure, and he was

bright face glowing with a dazzling smile. “Do

silent, bending down to

“Mm!”

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

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out a soft gasp, instinctively wrapping her arms around his strong

waist.

breath became increasingly ragged as his

surrender. She breathed heavily, her voice low and husky. “You said

hint of playfulness and a touch of cunning.

gazed at her with dark, intense eyes, filled

as he murmured,

annoyed. If she had 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

a mischievous smirk, and there was