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He gently guided Thalia towards the bathroom, his hand lingering at the small of her back. “Be a good girl, darling. Go freshen up first.”
After washing up, Thalia took her seat at the dining table, catching Asher’s admiring glance as she tucked her hair behind her ear.
Asher had prepared a proper Sunday breakfast spread.
Perfectly scrambled eggs with grilled tomatoes, crispy bacon, sautéed mushrooms, and homemade leek and potato soup–all Thalia’s favourite comfort foods.
Thalia hadn’t eaten breakfast, and her stomach was growling audibly.
After washing her face, she felt fully awake, the memory of last night’s intimacy making her cheeks warm briefly.
She picked up her cutlery and tucked in enthusiastically.
Asher sat across from her, the corner of his eyes crinkling with amusement, his gaze lingering on her lips as she ate, filled with undisguised adoration.
“Is it to your liking?” he asked softly, his deep voice still slightly husky from sleep.
“Mmm!” Thalia nodded, taking another bite. “Nobody cooks quite like you, Asher. It’s absolutely perfect.”
“You should eat too,” Thalia said, her eyes curved into crescents. “Can’t have you wasting away, can we?”
“Lia,” Asher’s voice carried a hint of mischief, his eyes darkening slightly.
“Yes? What is it?” The young woman looked up at him, fork halfway to her mouth.
Asher smiled, his heated gaze holding hers captive. “I’ve already been thoroughly satisfied by you last night. Now it’s my turn to nourish you.”
“Pfft-” Thalia choked on her soup and began coughing, her cheeks flooding with colour.
“You…” Her face turned crimson, and she gently bit her lip, utterly mortified yet secretly pleased by his forwardness. “I can’t believe you just said that!”
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Asher smiled with tender affection, reaching across to brush a strand of hair from her face. “All right,
love. I’ll behave. For now.”
At Grace’s private residence.
“Miss Bennett, Vanessa has been taken by Mr. Blackwood’s men,” a man in a black security uniform reported respectfully to Grace, his head bowed.
“Why didn’t those useless idiots climinate her?” Grace’s eyes flashed with vicious intent as she snarled. “Bloody fools!”
“Yes, miss,” the bodyguard responded mechanically, like an emotionless robot.
Grace suddenly turned to glare at the bodyguard. “You’re utterly useless as well! Complete imbecile!”
“Yes, miss.”
Grace: “…”
from beside
miss.” The bodyguard acknowledged before leaving.
departed, Grace fixed her cold gaze on the broken teacup
out her mobile to send a text.
found by Asher. What should we do next?]
quickly: [I’ll send
do you need me to do?]
won’t trace it
tried to usher Asher out, though part of her
solid warmth beneath her palms.
to go shopping with Victoria
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for your distractions.”
standing firmly in place, his hands settling on
and
it’s not that at all. How could I ever tire of you? I arranged this with them yesterday. It’s a girls‘ outing–it wouldn’t be proper for
their bodies were flush against each other. “Why not? I could carry your shopping bags.” His lips brushed against her ear as he whispered, “You
shivered slightly at his warm breath on her ear, but managed to stamp her foot lightly. “Oh, just go, will you? I
desire. “I could help you
“As if you’d have the faintest idea how. Though I suspect your idea of ‘helping‘ involves considerably
more distraction.”
all right?” Thalia softened her voice, looking up at him through her lashes.
that a promise?” His voice dropped
a way she knew
that left her breathless. “Very well,
her lips still
private residence.
laughter filled the
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started discussing the night Thalia had guten fruk and behaved rather scandalousy,
“Don’t be embarrassed here all
it Schattian told me that Thalia got abocheby plastered and announced to everyone at the bar that Ather had bedroom problems. I nearly died laughing, Thalia, you
her phone, her eyes gleaming with mischied “Sebastian even sent
at this.”
Ather went to the bar to collect Thalia, and she was all over him, wouldn’t let
“Who would have thought our proper barrister friend was such a minx when drunk? We’ve been friends for years,
Asher, her voice unnaturally witry. making her current self want to crawl under
want a kiss….*
won’t you…”
could feel her toes curling inside
She let out a mortified wail. “This is absolutely humiliating! Complete and utter mortification! Delete that video immediately!!!”
lunged for the phone.
too quick, dodging her with a laugh. “Not a chance! Why would I delete such a treasure? It’s utterly adorable, isn’t
is, Thalia. I don’t consider it embarrassing at all. It’s rather sweet, actually. I’ve never
both absolutely horrid.” Thalia was dying of embarrassment. She stamped her foot lightly. “Delete
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