Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Once Molly was sound asleep, Chad gently picked her up and carried her upstairs to her room. The night was quiet.

As he placed her on the bed, Molly's eyelids fluttered, hinting that she might wake up. Seeing the man sitting by her bed, Molly rubbed her eyes to get a clearer view. She mumbled in her half-sleep, "Bro, you're back."

Chad gently patted Molly's exposed shoulder, urging her to continue sleeping.

However, Molly was no longer sleepy and sat upright in no time.

She was wearing a dark green tank top and matching shorts.

As she got up from the bed, her top slipped to reveal a significant portion of her chest, which made Chad quickly avert his gazes.

"Why couldn't you just tell me whatever it is over text? Why are you waiting for me?" he asked.

Molly said, "I saw Jack today."

Chad immediately turned back to Molly. He adjusted her top to cover her properly, feeling less guilty now that he could look directly at her. "What happened?"

Molly recounted her day, ending her tale with a giggly, "Dad showed up, and they were all too scared to speak."

Chad chuckled, here with his sister, he had nothing to worry about. No matter how much Jack may try, he had already been blocked and deleted by his sister.

"Molly, I have some work to do out of town tomorrow. I won't be able to drop you off or pick you up from work."

Molly nodded, "Alright, good luck, bro."

Then, she initiated a hug with Chad.

As if she was deliberately trying to seduce Chad, the young girl hugged a grown man in the dead of night in her thin pajamas.

Chad held her, knowing he could easily overpower her if he exerted even a little force.

The night was when the devil stirred.

Chad remembered Leo's question and Molly's words from the previous day.

he had his desires. Molly, who willingly fell into his arms, was like a blank canvas, making him want to claim her, strip her, consume her, subject her to all kinds of pleasures and tortures

"Bro, you're holding

devil in his heart

struggled

her waist, gradually

to meet Chad's clear

inches away from

curtains, adding a hint of romantic ambiguity

"Bro, don't move. You have an eyelash on your eyelid, it's about to get in your eye. Let me take

moved closer to Chad's face, studying the rogue eyelash

out and gently plucked it out. Then, mischievously, she puffed a breath of air into

closed his eyes, then

"Molly, stop fooling around."

giggled, holding up the eyelash

he had to

in his voice,

that, he

frowned, pouting, "I was just helping you with your eyelash, why did you run

about the eye contact she had with Chad earlier, there was a moment when she almost

"Molly, what are you thinking? Even if you're longing for a man, you can't

over herself, muttering in her sleep, "Sleep, sleep. Don't

Suddenly, Molly remembered something.

upright, her face filled with alarm, "Damn! I

in a deep sleep when

slightly. She answered the call, murmuring sleepily, "Molly, if you're just disturbing

tell Mia, but it was too late. She decided

time, and in the evening she accompanied

got home, she was so tired that she fell asleep on the couch, completely forgetting

her sleepiness

Wyatt, and the man

sat up in bed, "Does he have the backing

but there is a company. It is an old friend