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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?

Maggie changed into a different outfit, opting for a short orange

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

restless, almost unable to control his urgent desire to

her.

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

minutes later, Maggie stepped out

eyes were as dark as

desire.

short orange and black skirt, her waist tightly cinched. A pair of

a completely different style from before,

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

searing heat, locking onto her,

teasing with

slightly as he moved

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

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

every

pressed her against the cabinet, his gaze carefully

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

his uncontrollable emotions yet desperately trying to restrain

voice deep

such allure, and he was no exception.

couldn’t help but smile, her bright face glowing with a dazzling smile.

remained silent, bending down to kiss her cherry

“Mm!”

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

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wrapping her arms

waist.

his kisses

to surrender. She breathed heavily, her voice low and husky. “You said you could control yourself.”

hint of playfulness

at her with dark, intense eyes, filled with desire yet restrained.

her collarbone as he murmured, “Do you

If she had known it would turn out like this, she wouldn’t have bothered changing

up at the man in front of her, only to catch his

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