"Yes, Mr. Hoffman."

Yasmin understood and went to change the bed sheets.

There were maids in the villa, but Ryan only trusted Yasmin to be near such a private and personal space as his bedroom and to set it up.

The heavy and luxurious velvet curtains were still drawn, and the dimly lit space was filled with the lingering scent of passion and entanglement after sex.

Yasmin glanced at the messy bed, her expression joyful.

It looked like the couple had a steamy night the night before.

Once Ryan left, she would have to massage Carrie's slim waist, which had endured quite the storm.

Yasmin swiftly replaced the sheets and duvet cover, then picked up the clothes Ryan threw all over the floor and put them into the laundry basket.

Since Ryan expressed his intentions to marry Carrie to his family and officially asked for her hand from the Salvador family, Yasmin had not seen a single condom.

She could see how much Ryan hoped Carrie would be pregnant with his child.

may not be long before Ryan fulfills his

"Yasmin, accompany Carrie at home to rest for the

when the

I want to go to class! I don't want to stay home. I want to go to

and Yasmin were

radiating heat from the bath. She wore nothing but a towel on

ran to her, removing his freshly changed suit to wrap it around her damp

of thousands, became a bath

thin and delicate frame seemed more fragile

fool... What if you caught a cold, running out like

on tiptoes, feet almost leaving the ground. "Have you forgotten what you promised me? You have to be good every day." Yasmin watched them,

Ryan was

to expand the

was no longer the carefree, rich boy who could just stay close

life. They barely had one or two nights in a week

stretched to its limit.

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