The Queen They Buried

Chapter 179

with the gat he adored curled up in his arms, Bowen would have to be a saint, or made of dure, to keep his enviposime.

Bowen fell the delicate warmth of her body in his arms. His Adam’s apple hobbed as heat consumed him, his blood running hot, ‘Yet she slept indisturbed, her body stinctively seeking his warmth, pressing closer with each drowsy shift.

Bowen thought to himself, ‘This is sweet agony”

He was burning up with desire, yet he couldn’t act on it. Gritting his teeth, Bowen forced himself to fall asleep.

Here, Bowen got tormented by desire, while at Ellis Heights, Alvin was also on the verge of a breakdown.

Hugh called to say that Bowen wasn’t home and asked Alvin to come to Eis Heights to help look after the guest. Alvin, considering that Bowen was stat his uncle, after all, went. But the moment he saw Isla on the sola, his jaw nearly hit the floor

Alvin thought to himself, ‘Seriously, is this how an uncle sets up his nephew)

Isla knew Bowen had a nephew, so she immediately recognized Alvin and latched onto him, bombarding him with endless questions about Bowen.

fired up a game,

plan worked Maybe a little too

in broken Lumanonian in the canyon. He sighed and looked up at

him. Get

only

of the night wound up so tight she couldn’t sleep

was surprisingly comfortable. The mattress beneath me feels springy and just the right firmness…she thought. ‘Wait, nol Hold on a

her mind cleared, Aubree remembered that there was only a wooden board with

To Aubree, at that moment, it was like a bolt of

she felt completely

That had to be Guinness World Record material, she thought frantically. Can

covering me

I woke up, it’s painfully clear

practically coiled around him like a snake. Honestly, he wasn’t

and quietly watched as Aubree sat frozen on the bed, a triumphant smirk Bashin in his

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