He dared to venture out and flirt with other women.

Emerging from the bathroom, sleep was the last thing on Millie’s mind. She resumed her seat at the desk, focusing on her designs.

Not much time elapsed before a voice from the bed called out, “Come here, help me take off my clothes.”

Slightly furrowing her delicate brows, Millie pretended not to hear.

Marcus’ tone grew louder.

“Millie, can’t you hear me?”

broken?” Millie retorted without sparing

the air. Millie assumed he had drifted off to sleep, so she grasped her pen again. Yet, in the next moment, a

over? Do you want me to come

peculiar

was simple: to prevent his scent from tainting the room. After all, she would have

relatively easy

welled within Millie. As her fingers

and sat up, his expression a mix of

trying to kill me?” he snapped, his glare piercing Millie, who suddenly

trying to explain, “No, my nails are just

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