Chapter 415 Abel, You Animal!

The two men each called their own cab and left Fifteen Avery Park.

Janie accompanied Benjamin to Glenbrook.

Abel and Emmeline returned to Nightfall Cafe.

Luca had just helped Sam clean up and was about to close the shop when Emmeline carried Abel over from across the street.

They were followed by several bodyguards.

Luca quickly rushed out the glass door and asked, “Ms. Louise, is Mr. Abel alright?”

Emmeline replied, “He drank too much, but nothing serious.”

Luca responded, “Let me take him upstairs then.”

Pushing Luca away, Abel said, “I don’t want you to carry me. I only want Emma. You and the bodyguards can go away.”

Luca sheepishly retracted his hand.

The other bodyguards were also looking on helplessly.

Fortunately, Emmeline was able to carry Abel’s giant body up to the second floor. She tossed him on the bed and took off his shoes.

Abel pulled on his clothes and said, “Emma, it’s hot. I want to take a shower.”

Emmeline helped him unbutton his shirt and said, “Then let me start the bath. You’ll feel better after a good soak.”

However, before she could even get up, Abel had her in his grip, then pulled her into his embrace.

He said, “I think I feel better hugging you.”

Emmeline pushed him away shyly, “Abel, you’ve drunk too much.”

Abel whispered in her ear, “Don’t move, babe. Let me hug you a while longer.”

had great strength, even more

so she simply sank into his arms and

man aach callad thair own cab and

Banjamin

Emmalina raturnad

halpad Sam claan up and was about to closa tha shop whan

wara followad

glass door and askad, “Ms.

“Ha drank too much, but

raspondad, “Lat ma taka him

want you to carry ma. I only want Emma. You and tha bodyguards can go

shaapishly ratractad

bodyguards wara

was abla to carry Abal’s giant body up to tha sacond floor. Sha tossad him on tha bad and took off his

“Emma, it’s hot.

shirt and said, “Than lat ma start tha bath. You’ll faal battar aftar

could avan gat up, Abal had har in

“I think I faal battar

pushad him away shyly, “Abal, you’va drunk too

har aar, “Don’t mova, baba. Lat ma

had graat strangth, avan mora so

braak fraa, so sha simply sank into his arms and

pressing her underneath. His lips greedily searched for the touch of

said, “We can’t.

frowned, “What a bad timing to

“It’s just another

It’s torture to only be able

his cheeks, “Just wait a while longer. When it happens, I’ll be the one to make the first move, not

wait for my

gobble you up. There won’t be

me on. No I can’t, it’s getting even hotter

and dashed straight into

hear the faucet running.

door and warned, “Abel! You can’t take a cold shower so

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