qDanrique gazed tenderly at the sleeping woman in his arms. When he realized how different she looked from her usual fierce and arrogant self, he couldn't help but chuckle.

After kissing her on her forehead, he promptly wrapped a towel around her and carried her to bed.

Francesca instinctively rolled under the covers, where she curled into a ball and went back to sleep.

Even when Danrique grabbed a hairdryer to dry her hair, she barely roused as she snuggled up to him and rested her head on his lap.

Just like that, Danrique ran his slender fingers gently through her hair until he had gotten it completely dry.

After a quick clean-up, he lay on his side next to Francesca and watched her quietly.

However, he soon found it impossible to resist her cuteness and leaned in to trail kisses down her forehead to her cheeks.

Then, he gently bit her lips until she woke up.

Despite still being in a daze, Francesca moaned and instinctively cuddled the man as her hand began to roam over his body. “You scoundrel!”

was more than pleased with her response. Without further ado, he cupped her face

grunts of

had come to deliver meals for

other hand, beamed with delight when she saw their

The maids nodded shyly.

her hands. “That means we can look forward to having little princes

the other maids had also joined

Gordon exchanged glances, and there was no doubt they were feeling just as

however, was the only

Sloan, what's the matter with you?” Mylo whispered as he pulled the man aside. “Do you still have feelings for Ms. Felch? I suggest you get over her and move on. Otherwise, you'll land yourself

Sloan mumbled. “Why would I have impure thoughts about Ms. Felch? She's my savior and

is it?”

replied as he looked toward the master bedroom. “Mr. Lindberg's so big

smacked the back of Sloan's head.

his head in shame. “But Ms.

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