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Chapter 356

Chapter 357 I’m Not Your Puppy, Woman

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How could a plush puppy talk? Could it have come to life or turned into some kind of spirit? That fuzzy thought flitted through Lily’s drowsy mind, but before she could make sense of it, sleep tugged her back under.

All she wanted was to do what she always did, fall asleep hugging her plush puppy.

She wrapped her arms completely around him and mumbled, half–asleep, “Puppy, let me hold you….”

Her sudden full–body hug shoved James down against the edge of the bed.

His expression darkened; the air around him turned dangerous.

Puppy… She really thought he was Jackson!

Jealousy burned through him, searing his chest like acid.

Irritated and agitated, he pulled her hands off him again. “I told you–I’m not your puppy. Quit touching me!”

This time, Lily heard him clearly.

But she was still convinced she was dreaming. After all, how could a plush dog turn into a spirit and talk?

And in dreams, she was in control. Why would she be afraid of a disobedient plush toy acting up in her dream?

Her cheeks puffed with defiance. A rebellious streak flared up, and she grabbed at his abs with both hands. “I want to touch them…”

Just grabbing his abs didn’t feel satisfying enough.

Her hands slid upward, groping at his chest, again and again.

The sensation was addictive; she

herself a lawless queen. Chin lifted in arrogance, she ordered, “Puppy,

James fell silent.

to touch Jackson through his shirt, and that wasn’t

to take it

green, then black. He clenched his jaw so hard it looked like he’d transform into a beast and

sensed none of

was a queen, and this was her domain,

or precision. With a punishing grip, she grabbed him again and scolded him

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onto the hem of his shirt and refused to let

strength, she rolled over, flopping on

her pillow, she

higher, wrapped her arms tight around him again, and mumbled, “Too tired to touch… just wanna hold you…

James

sudden

more.

beneath his

full of tension and

spirit is so

bitter, knocked–up little woman whose husband only loved men and was about to divorce her. Aside from hugging my stuffed animals in bed, who else

against his chest

was left of his sanity. James lowered his head and crushed his lips against hers–savage, hungry, like

wasn’t enough to ease the

out the

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