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

vintage wines

want them, Ill take

never shied

as he quickly snatched the items

counts as a proper tribute from the

maybe tribute isnt the right

in the

the seasons had changed and the once-vibrant green plants had begun to turn yellow, the autumn chrysanthemums were in full bloom, adding warmth

loved how the courtyard transformed with each season, always offering

called out

man! Finally willing to show your face? Here to mooch a meal? If so, youll have

chuckled heartily as

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

at clay for hours at a time, immersed in its simplistic

came to pottery, but

he had a

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