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qAll of a sudden, Francesca shuddered as a nightmare jolted her awake.

She was struggling to get out of bed when Danrique quickly pulled her back with a hug. “What's the matter?”

“I think something's happened to William,” Francesca blurted. “Monica told me earlier that—”

Alas, an annoyed Danrique cupped her face and interrupted, “Shoosh! You're not allowed to think of other men when you're with me.”

“That's not it. I—”

Before Francesca could finish her words, Danrique kissed her hard, thinking that'd be the best way to shut her up. No matter how much she struggled, the latter refused to let her go.

Just then, they heard a loud rap at the bedroom door. “Mr. Lindberg, I have something urgent to report,” Sean shouted.

Knowing how dangerous it was to disturb Danrique at that moment, the poor man couldn't stop sweating bullets.

Francesca quickly used the opportunity to push Danrique away and glare at him. “We've already done it four times, and my body is about to fall apart. Do you really still want more?”

“Fine. I'll let you off this time,” Danrique said as he playfully bit her earlobe and got out of bed. “Stay in the room. Don't wander about.”

changed into a fresh set of clothes and hurriedly left

at the retreating figure before getting out of

of him all over her body and how sore and painful she was. My

recalled how intimate she and Danrique had been, she

head out to check.

peeping at them, Norah burst into laughter. “We're here on Mr. Lindberg's orders, Ms. Felch. Please, carry on with your shower. We'll be done cleaning by

as red as a tomato, Francesca quickly ducked back into the bathroom and continued

Norah's voice rang out. “We've finished cleaning up, Ms. Felch. I've left your clothes on the sofa. You can take a rest after your shower.

Thank you, Mdm. Norah,”

had left, she wrapped herself in

all replaced. A set of casual attire in Francesca's size

out her phone from

was off,

latter finally picked up the phone. “Ms.

where's William? Why can't

Highness is currently resting. He isn't

than twenty hours since we left! Does he have to rest for that long?” Francesca asked anxiously. “Has something happened to

“No. He's all right...”