Sir Ares, Goodnight

"Rose Loyle!"

Rose was about to reach for the door when she heard Jay's languid voice that drew her back in. "You slept with me, and now you want to run?"

Rose turned around and shrank her neck like an ostrich. Her voice was slightly trembling. "It wasn't on purpose, Sir Ares!"

Jay opened the bedding, and his legs loomed under the bathrobe. He walked to Rose's side and pushed the door panel with one hand.

The door was then automatically locked.

Rose felt like she was a bird in a cage. Then, she thought about how he retaliated after sleeping with him for the first time. She was afraid it would be impossible to escape this time around.

"I'm sorry, Sir Ares. I went over my limits last night." Rose was choking back tears at this point.

"Rose Loyle." Jay lifted her chin. He forced her to stare into his stern, solemn eyes.

"From now on, you're not allowed to drink." He gritted his teeth.

"Why not?" In fact, Rose wanted to ask him, 'Why does it matter to you whether I drank or not?'

her skin. " Because you lose

stunned. What did he mean by

had not violated

you see your sons again in this lifetime and the next." It was a ruthless trick. Although Rose started to hate him

"Got it."

was Jay immensely

chiseled figure was exposed and penetrated Rose's line

and closing from behind, and his thin, charming lips evoked a

was only then that

her. It ended right above her knees, which made it similar to

saliva. She slept on Jay's bed last night

weakly

on earth did

Rose changed into her clothes, there was

and saw that Jay was holding on to one end of her bra. Then, he threw the

at her prettily blushing face. She looked like

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had too much to drink last night, Sir Ares. I don't