“Don’t worry. I’ll manage. If the bed proves too small, I’ll purchase a larger one tomorrow. I’m willing to give it a shot tonight,” he assured.

Millie found herself at a loss for words.

Marcus had fully embraced his audacious side, transforming into a mischievous rogue.

“Then it’s the sofa for you.” Millie’s words hung in the air as she retreated into the bedroom, securing the door behind her.

As Millie’s eyelids grew heavy with slumber, a presence found its place beside her on the bed, proving that Marcus’ earlier words held true—no door could thwart his intentions.

Unbeknownst to Millie, she drifted into sleep while sharing the bed with him.

the red wine on Millie clung to Marcus, a subtle reminder of

hand embarked on a joumey upwards, drawn by an impulse he couldn’t contain, his fingers brushing

the modest barrier of fabric between them, her soft skin was palpable beneath his touch. The intensity

allure, akin to an addiction. Succumbing to the impulse, he

their exposed allure.

point, a sensation nearing eruption. He longed to seize her with a heightened fervor, to grasp her tenderly yet firmly. Yielding to his

a jolt of pain and

side. An unbidden expletive escaped her

territory. Hadn’t he exercised caution in his actions?

his unease with a facade of composure, Marcus remarked, “It was an inadvertent

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