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 a

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

over? Do you want me to come to you and do it

the bed. A peculiar scent met her nose, and

scent from tainting the room. After

it relatively

about undressing him, a surge of irritation welled within Millie. As her fingers grazed

up, his expression a mix of discomfort and

who suddenly found his gaze deeply unsettling. An icy hush enveloped the

trying to explain, “No, my nails are just a bit

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