His Domineering Lover novel Chapter 444

The woman was wrapped in a blanket with her dark hair scattering around her face intimately, and her eyes closed tight. Her serene and relaxed mien showed that she was in a deep sleep.

Her fast falling asleep indicated her tiredness. The first-class cabin was spacious, and the man did not have to wake her up to get to his seat.

The man was attracted by the beauty of the woman or her unguarded mien. He turned to look at her.

Different from those who wore heavy makeup and were rigged out in their best to catch the plane, this woman showed her face without makeup.

Her skin was fair and flawless, and her pores were too small to see. She had a delicate outline, high nose, slightly curled eyelashes, and cherry lips.

She looked like a lovable cat, and the man felt warm at the sight of this tranquil and beautiful scene.

He was reading and lowered the noise of his turning page involuntarily.

After the plane took off steadily, the stewardess began to deliver breakfast. When she passed by the man, the man lowered his voice voluntarily. The woman beside him had slept soundly for half an hour, without any signs of waking up.

Tracey slept very well, and even the fragrance of food failed to wake her up. She had been sleeping for more than ten hours until the stewardess reminded her that the plane was going to land.

The man next to her had made myriad guesses about her tiredness, and got the answer, only when Tracey fiddled with her hairs and revealed her fair neck after waking up.

There were on her neck lots of love bites left last crazy night. The man contracted his pupils and learned from the color that those bites were fresh.

It was a busy day, and Tracey did not notice those bites when washing up this morning. She felt the gaze and turned to look at the man.

She met a pair of obsidian-like black eyes. The man had sharp eyes like that of the goshawk in the sky.

After being discovered, Tracey turned her eyes away instantly, but that man kept staring at her frankly and aggressively.

No wonder she felt being watching out by someone in her dream. She should have wakened up if not for her exhaustion.

It was midnight at home, but she could still enjoy the sunshine here because of the jet lag.

Tracey stretched comfortably after a sound sleep. The coming reunion with Steve made Tracey feel good, and the new environment looked lovely because of her good mood.

The man saw the woman stretching languidly in the sunshine and noticed her clothes when her blanket slipped to her thigh.

With a white lacy dress, a knitting jacket, and flat shoes, Tracey wore a languid style instead of the professional one.

When she stretched, her soft belly revealed, and her soft hair scattered around her back, looking like a languid cat.

The man had been attracted from his first glance at her and thought her peculiar.

This woman had both ethereality and innocence, which other women lacked. No matter how sexy those women were, they left him with a pretentious impression.