“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.

red wine on Millie clung to Marcus, a subtle

couldn’t contain, his fingers brushing against

between them, her soft skin was palpable beneath his touch. The intensity of his reaction was undeniable;

held a captivating allure, akin to an addiction. Succumbing to

their décolletage, aiming to entice him with their exposed allure. However, these gestures only invoked

sensation nearing eruption. He longed to seize her with a heightened

her slumber, Millie experienced a jolt of pain and a

by her side. An unbidden expletive escaped her lips,

territory. Hadn’t he exercised caution in his actions? Yet, why did her slumber break, revealing his

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

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