Ice and Fire novel Chapter 913

A sweet and loving smile crossed Aria's face that brought warmth into the cold night. Just being with the man she loved meant everything to her. She had given her heart to him and in return, Aria felt loved, cared for, and respected by the man beside her.

"Lawrence, I am telling you this every time and I'm serious. You better stay away from all your female subordinates and staffs. If I see you flirting with them, I won't go easy on them or on you," Aria warned her boyfriend. She wasn't the controlling girlfriend because she knew Lawrence loved her so much and would rather die than to cheat on her. But she also knew that she was in a relationship with a very handsome man and all woman must be dying to sleep with her man.

"You know that I like my woman to be feisty. She must be strong enough to handle other women," Lawrence said jokingly as he caressed Aria's body, kissing her shoulder tenderly.

"Go ahead and bring them to me so I can take care of them," Aria answered straightforwardly, trying to dismiss Lawrence's lips from kissing her shoulders. She's starting to get irritated because Lawrence was not taking her seriously.

Sensing Aria's irritation, Lawrence pressed his lips harder on her shoulders. He turned over and placed himself on top of Aria. He pressed his hands onto the bed with Aria between his arms and said, "As my woman, you must do your duty and serve me well."

"Lawrence, you..."

But before she could finish, she felt Lawrence's lips pressed against hers. She kissed him back. Lawrence put his arms around her waist and tried to feel her between his thighs. He caught her and gently pushed himself into Aria. She arched back in pleasure and gave out a low moan. He pressed harder and harder until Aria couldn't hold back and moaned louder.

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The room was dark because of the thick curtains on the window. A little beam of light crept from the small space between the draping cloths. It was already morning. The couple was still sleeping on the bed, with their arms around each other. Their clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Aria's body clock woke her up. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the surrounding. She saw the beam of light creeping from the window. She slowly escaped from Lawrence's arms and sat up on the bed. She stretched her arms and looked at the digital clock on the bedside drawer. It's 8:00 in the morning and it was Saturday. She moved closer to Lawrence and whispered to him, "I don't have work today."

When Lawrence heard these, he slowly opened his eyes. He rubbed his hands on his eyes to adjust his sight. He turned to Aria and naughtily said, "If that's the case, why don't we have fun now?"

He pulled Aria into his arms. Aria didn't fight back. He put her down on the bed and moved on top of her. He started kissing her lips, moving to her neck, licking his way to her bosom. Aria felt pleasure and moaned lightly. Lawrence was turned on and Aria felt it.

He was starting to fill up Aria when suddenly his phone rang. He ignored it but it continued to ring.

Aria stopped him, pushed him a little away from her and said, "Honey, that must be important. Go ahead and pick it up."

Lawrence sighed. He felt furious. 'This better be important for someone to be calling me on a Saturday morning. Otherwise, he'd rather be dead.'

He let out another sigh before releasing Aria from his arms. He moved to his side of the bed, reached for the phone on the bedside drawer, and pressed the answer button without checking the caller ID.

"Hello?" Lawrence answered in an uninterested voice. He wanted the other line to hear his frustration and feel unwanted.

"Lawrence, it's me," the other line said. It was a woman's voice that Lawrence immediately recognized.