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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: “…”
beside her and
miss.” The bodyguard
her cold gaze on the broken teacup fragments on the floor
her mobile to send
been found by Asher. What should
quickly: [I’ll send
need me
Don’t worry, they won’t trace it back to you.]
to usher Asher out, though part of her was reluctant to
feeling the solid warmth beneath her palms. “All right then, Asher, you
I’ve arranged to go shopping with Victoria and Charlotte this afternoon, so I haven’t time
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for your distractions.”
hands settling on her waist. “Tired of me already, darling? After all we shared last
six–foot–three, he was immovable against her pushing, and they both
wild. “Don’t be silly, it’s not that at all. How could I ever tire of you?
“Why not? I could carry your shopping bags.” His lips brushed against her ear as he
on her ear, but managed to stamp her foot lightly. “Oh, just go, will you?
“I could help you with your makeup.”
smoothing over his chest. “As if you’d have the faintest idea how. Though I suspect your idea of ‘helping‘ involves considerably less makeup and
more distraction.”
evening, all right?” Thalia softened her voice, looking up at him through her lashes. “I
dropped an octave,
biting her lower lip in a way she knew
“Very well, then. Call me
murmured, her lips still tingling
private residence.
laughter filled
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the night Thalia had guten fruk and behaved rather scandalousy, and the conversation had spiraled
Victoria was practically hooting with laughter. “Don’t be embarrassed
it Schattian told me that Thalia got abocheby plastered and announced to everyone at the bar that Ather had bedroom problems.
gleaming with mischied “Sebastian even sent me a video
at this.”
went to the bar to collect Thalia, and she was all over him, wouldn’t let go. She even demanded kisses in publicer
would have thought our proper barrister friend was such a minx when drunk? We’ve been friends for years, and I’ve never seen this delightful
Thalia looked thoroughly intoxicated, dinging to Asher, her voice unnaturally
I want a
me, won’t you…”
she could feel her toes curling inside
mortified wail. “This is absolutely humiliating! Complete and utter mortification! Delete that video
lunged for the
chance! Why would I delete such a treasure? It’s utterly adorable, isn’t it,
Thalia. I don’t consider it embarrassing at all. It’s rather sweet, actually. I’ve never seen you being so…
of embarrassment.
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