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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: “…”
teacup from beside her
bodyguard acknowledged before leaving.
on the broken teacup
her mobile to send a text.
by Asher. What should we
came quickly: [I’ll send
do you need me to do?]
trace it back to you.]
tried to usher Asher out, though
his chest, feeling the solid warmth beneath her palms. “All right then, Asher, you
with Victoria and Charlotte this afternoon, so I haven’t time
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for your distractions.”
his hands settling on her waist. “Tired of me already, darling? After all we shared
was immovable against her pushing, and they both knew she wasn’t
coquettish manner that she knew drove him wild. “Don’t be silly, it’s not that at all. How could I ever tire of
not? I could carry your shopping bags.” His lips brushed against her ear as he whispered, “You girls certainly plan to buy loads of
“Oh, just go, will you? I need to do my makeup, and I haven’t time
“I could help
the faintest idea
more distraction.”
up at him through her lashes. “I promise I’ll make
promise?” His voice dropped an octave, making
lip in a way she knew he found irresistible.
kiss that left her breathless. “Very well, then. Call me when you’ve finished shopping, and I’ll come collect
will,” she murmured, her lips still tingling from his kiss.
Charlotte’s private
of laughter filled
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night Thalia had guten fruk and behaved rather scandalousy, and the conversation
was practically hooting with laughter. “Don’t be embarrassed here all friends here.
me that Thalia got abocheby plastered and announced to everyone at the bar that Ather had bedroom problems. I nearly died laughing, Thalia,
out her phone, her eyes gleaming with mischied “Sebastian even
at this.”
Last night Ather went to the bar to collect Thalia, and she was all over him, wouldn’t let go. She
such a minx when drunk? We’ve been friends
video, Thalia looked thoroughly intoxicated, dinging to Asher, her voice unnaturally witry. making her current self want
I want a
won’t you…”
embarrassed she could feel her toes curling
turned an alarming shade of crimson. She let out a mortified wail. “This
lunged for the
“Not a chance! Why would I delete such a treasure? It’s utterly adorable, isn’t it, Charlotte?”
the sofa, her eyes curved with amusement, the picture of a demure, well–mannered lady. “Indeed it is, Thalia. I don’t consider it embarrassing at
was dying of embarrassment. She stamped her foot lightly. “Delete it
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