Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 279

---- But during dinnertime, they had been... passionately engaged and hadn't heard any knocking... She had been so caught up in the moment that she'd forgotten Mary would come to prepare dinner. Oh, how embarrassing. She had even cried out a few times. Could Mary have... heard them? Maybe it wasn't that they hadn't heard knocking, but that Mary hadn't knocked at all because she had heard their... activities? Thalia's face turned crimson in an instant. Asher knew what she was thinking.

He smiled slightly. "It's alright, Thalia. She's practically family." Seeing her standing motionless, Asher walked over and gently guided her to the table, pulling out a chair for her. "Come eat. You're exhausted and must be starving." Not seeing Alana around seemed strange to Thalia. ---- She called her. "Alana, have you eaten?" There was a brief pause on the other end, and Alana's voice sounded different than usual, stammering. "Y-yes... Ihave." Thalia: So Alana had heard them too? Oh no!

Thalia's face grew even redder. It was all Asher's fault with his seductive ways-that kneeling kiss had completely disoriented her. She had forgotten that she usually dined with Alana every evening. During dinnertime, Alana must have come to call her. "O-okay," Thalia stammered, hanging up. After dinner, Asher persuaded Thalia to let him stay overnight. ---- He repeatedly promised not to do anything more, just to hold her while sleeping.

Because of this guilt, she finally agreed to let him stay. That night, Asher kept his promise-he simply held her as they slept. In the middle of the night, half-asleep, Thalia felt someone touching her. Sometimes rubbing her face, sometimes

go to the office, and no alarm disturbed her. When Thalia opened her eyes again, the wall clock showed ten o'clock. Her body felt weak and sore. She shifted slightly, noticing an

This position was comfortable for sleeping because Thalia's shoulder created a space for Asher's arm to pass through without getting numb from pressure. They were pressed close together, Thalia's back

"Stay with me a little longer," Asher's voice was husky with

opened her eyes, it was eleven-thirty. Almost lunchtime. Thalia sat up, nudging Asher. "It's eleven-thirty. Get up and wash up. Stop sleeping." The room was brightly lit, highlighting Asher's extraordinarily handsome features as Thalia looked at him. He slowly opened his eyes, looking even more