Chapter 0090

Violet remained on guard around him. Startled awake in bed, she exclaimed, “Why are you here again?”

Lucius, visibly irritated, grumbled coldly. He settled himself on the bed, and snatched the blanket over himself.

Violet, taken aback, asked, “Hadn’t we already agreed? What’s this about?”

“I’m sleeping!” he snapped back.

He drew her into the bed and wrapped the blanket around them securely. She found herself cocooned with him, squeezing her body against his fiercely hard shape.

“Lucius!”

“Just go to sleep!”

“But you’re…”

“Sleep. I said!”

Lucius found a cozy spot, encircling her in his arms as though she were a cushion, pressing her head against

his neck.

No further moves were made. They both drifted into sleep.

Violet sensed the surreal nature of the moment, anxious that he might make another move.

She lay rigid, her eyes wide open..

A few minutes later, his regular breathing suggested he was asleep.

She peered up in disbelief; his eyes were indeed shut. His facial expression, softened by the dim light, contrasted with his daytime demeanor, yet his grip around her remained firm and possessive.

chest that turning was impossible. Attempting a slight shift, she felt his arms constrict further, drawing her even

she ceased moving, settling quietly

sleep like this, and she struggled

as to why he had suddenly changed his

her previous questions and

arms were still encircling

deep, yet soothing voice from above

responding with a murmur. Last

was wrong

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charge of cooking during the

cocooned in

confidently walking into the bathroom for

his toned, sculptured physique and tanned muscles were exposed. Violet quickly averted

to look any

her, calling out, “Fetch me some

can’t you get them yourself?” she replied,

them?” he questioned, implying he might step out of the

state.

knowing full well he was naked, hurriedly rose to get

followed her, resonating like

funny? She mused internally, entering his extensive

was remarkably large. Despite her familiarity with the place, this was her first time inside.

to belts and watches, was meticulously

a

couldn’t ignore the opulence of the closet, made of tercolia wood, a material pricier than gold,

grabbed a pajama and walked out, only

emerged from the bathroom in his natural state.

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