Chapter 364: Tender? Yes.

To Allison, he was tenderly torturing her.

The next morning, Allison gathered her things and drove toward Athton.

Despite the comfort of the car seat, the events of the previous day had left her body feeling weak, her waist and abdomen sore from the indulgence she had shared with Kellan.

She had lost count of how many times shed been swept away by him.

She chose a high-neck shirt today, concealing the berry-colored marks scattered beneath her neckline.

He really is like a biting dog, she mused, suppressing a smile as she neared Emanuels courtyard.

The moment her car pulled up, Emanuel came bustling out with his usual energy.

Ah, my dear, youve finally returned! Ever since your pottery became famous, countless people have visited my little courtyard! He greeted her warmly but immediately frowned at the sight of her carrying items.

Why did you bring anything? People will think youre a guest! Allison, were like family.

him an innocent

vintage wines and

you dont want them, Ill take them

elders, Allison never shied

quickly snatched the items from

shouldve said so earlier! This counts as a proper tribute from

technically my master, so maybe tribute isnt the right word, but Amused, Allison watched as Emanuel rambled, struggling to find the

taking in the familiar and

had begun to turn yellow, the autumn chrysanthemums were in full bloom, adding warmth to

with each season, always

called

to mooch a meal? If so, youll

heartily as Kellan

Kellan must genuinely love ceramics, otherwise, he wouldnt have stayed for several days

at clay for hours at a time, immersed

lack talent when it came

that he had a clever

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