Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Leo watched her bustling around, sitting at the dining table with a mix of emotions swirling in his eyes. Despite being a high-born lady who could have anything she wanted, she had a special fondness for the bouquet he had snatched for her, cherishing it like a precious treasure.

She even followed him through thick and thin.

Having Anya's pure, straightforward love was the greatest fortune of his life.

In the past, when he left, Anya would always cry, unable to bear parting from him. But today, the thought of Anya leaving him and him being alone in this house made Leo's heart feel heavy. He realized it was him who couldn't bear to be without her. "Ms. Anya, come here."

"What's up, Chad?" Anya asked, puzzled, as she placed the flowers in a vase and walked over to Leo.

Leo took Anya's hand, pulling her onto his lap, and kissed her passionately.

Anya, delighted by the flowers, wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck, happily embracing him.

of restraint, "When do you think you'll leave?" Anya's

enough, his lips trailing down her neck. Anya gently reminded him, "Chad, don't leave any marks,

he could keep her

at all, feeling the same fiery warmth from his kisses. Her clothes became wrinkled from their embrace. Anya wasn't the naive girl she used to be. Living together, there were countless times she found

his shirt. But Leo caught her cold fingers, his lips slowly leaving her skin. Breathing heavily, with his face buried

taken

call swept through Leo's heart, already

courage, ready to embrace everything, but her boyfriend

willingness was sparked

her with pride. At that moment, she felt