Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 870

Sheena was utterly exhausted, her voice soft and weary, yet her tone carried an air of authority.

Elliot deflated instantly, surrendering himself to her as he lay on top of her.

Even so, he could not help but test the waters, asking in his magnetic voice, “Honey, how about you sleep for three hours, and at exactly noon, we have another round?”

Sheena remained silent, her waist aching terribly, almost on the verge of giving out.

Fully recovered from his illness and having gone eleven months without being intimate with Sheena, Elliot seemed insatiable, like a starving wolf.

Sheena could not help but regret her choice of such an energetic man as her husband.

Was it too late to throw him out of the window?

Lost in her thoughts, Sheena did not respond to Elliot.

Soon, Elliot’s restless hands under the blanket continued to roam her skin.

“Aren’t you tired at all?”

“Not really. I’m tired but happy. It’s double the pleasure!” Elliot touched her face, caressing her delicate checks.

Sheena gritted her teeth. Her mind was clouded with endless fatigue, unable to feel an ounce of happiness.

To exhaust Elliot’s boundless energy, she had an idea..

“Since you’re not tired, then roll out of bed and do at least five hundred and twenty push–ups,

counting as you go.”

movements froze, asking, “Why

it your way of expressing love for

giving me.”

was at a loss for words.

was a little gift for

no challenge for him.

and swiftly rolled out of

on the carpet and began to perform push–ups with perfect form.

Sheena’s voice lazily drifted from the

as she spoke, Elliot

three… and so

the rhythm of his

woke up again, she was roused by Elliot’s counting once more. However, after managing to catch up on some much–needed sleep, she felt refreshed.

the headboard, she quietly observed Elliot doing push–ups

hundred and

noticeably less crisp than

carpet beneath him was stained darker in several places from his sweat.

him, asking, “Are you tired?”

breath and smiled at her. “I’m okay.”

liked to put on a tough

a mischievous thought popped into her

stood up and wrapped herself in a robe from the coat rack, leaving

visible.

cross–legged on his back, exerting

from the previous night and over three hundred push–ups, Elliot

on him, he noticeably felt the weight increase.

if she was meditating, staring at the