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.”

froze, asking, “Why five

of expressing love for me, like a little

giving me.”

a loss for words.

said it was a little gift for her, Elliot had no choice

push–ups were no challenge for him.

of bed,

upper body, he positioned his arms on the carpet and began

Sheena’s voice lazily drifted from the bed.

spoke, Elliot effortlessly

and so

his counting, Sheena

Elliot’s counting once more. However, after managing to catch up on some much–needed sleep, she felt

against the headboard, she quietly observed Elliot doing

hundred and

crisp than

glistening with a thin layer of sweat, and the carpet beneath him was stained darker in several places from his

stopped him, asking, “Are

deep breath and smiled at her.

why Elliot liked to put on

thought popped into

a robe from the coat rack, leaving her fair skin

visible.

his back, exerting

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

him, he noticeably felt

poised as if she was meditating, staring at the back of his head.