The onlooking girls cheered enviously

L playfully smacked her bottom, causing her to blush and protest, “What right do you have to carry me? I’m not going with you,”

He replied coolly, “Can’t I take care of my child? It’s in your belly, not someone else’s.”

Stunned by his audacity, Whitney found herself being carried back into the Royal One Club.

In the presidential suite, the butler had prepared a warm bath. L carried her to the bathroom, set her down, and with a look of mock disgust, said, “You’re light as a cotton candy. Warm yourself up. If you catch a cold, beware, I’ll have to discipline you!”

Shivering from the cold and slightly indignant, she disappeared Into the bathroom.

His assistant knocked, delivering the lady’s outfit he had ordered.

After her bath, Whitney realized she had nothing to wear. She called out, “Hey… Where are my clothes?”

I was waiting just outside and cracked the door open slightly, “They’re with me.”

Irritated like 4 cornered rabbit, she retorted, “Why are you standing so close? Were you peeping?”

He opened the door further with a cold smile, “Guess how much I saw?”

Embarrassed and clutching her towel, Whitney exclaimed, “L, you’re such a scoundrel!”

With a chuckle, he steadied her. “Be careful!”

The bathroom doesn’t have a non–slip mat. If you fall,

of his charm. Once again,

being taken care of filled her mind.

door gap, and she caught

go

no avail. Seeing her charming figure, L’s Adam’s apple throbbed elegantly as he

clothes away and closing the bathroom

flushed face, she was once again stunned by how skilled

she found L in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, preparing the

flutter in her chest, she turned

L came out of the kitchen with the ginger coffee, he immediately caught

by her side with a mocking grin. “Looking

spun around, and her retort tinged with sarcasm. “Even if there were traces, wouldn’t a man like you

onto the bed. “It seems

feigning criticism, “Is

not. Sniff the middle of the

his masculine, musky scent. Flustered, she quickly

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over and suggest. “There are more direct ways to

“How?” She asked innocently.

it towards the buckle of

think?”

her face

“Aren’t you the

not even a fernale fly in sight. Why haven’t gone home? Because someone’s made me

his suite was indeed spotless and meticulously tidy, devoid

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