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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!”

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

passionate between them, and grunts of ecstasy rang

sounds of lovemaking, the maids who had come to deliver meals for the second time blushed and quickly

other hand, beamed with delight when

The maids nodded shyly.

that's wonderful!” Norah exclaimed while clapping her hands. “That means we can

maids had also joined in the cheering

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

however, was the only one

aside. “Do you still have feelings for Ms. Felch? I suggest you get over her and move on. Otherwise, you'll land yourself

thoughts about Ms. Felch? She's my savior and also Mr. Lindberg's woman. I have nothing but respect and

is it?”

“Mr. Lindberg's so big while Ms. Felch's

that, Mylo instantly smacked the back of Sloan's head. “Shut

he hung his head in shame. “But Ms. Felch will be happy, won't