"Orion, you're inhuman. All you know is to bully me!"
"Honey, baby, don't cry," Orion cooed, peppering her forehead with delicate kisses. "When you cry, you know I can't resist."
Xanthea's sobs stopped abruptly. This insatiable pervert!
"Be good, are you hungry? Shall we go eat?"
"No way, I don't want to eat your meal!"
Accepting his invitation meant paying a hefty price to become a meal herself!
Just as Xanthea staunchly refused, her stomach betrayed her with a loud rumble; hearing this, the man chuckled in a low voice and without hesitation, lifted her into his arms.
"Hey, hey, I'm not ready! I haven't even dressed or bathed."
"You've been bathed, all fresh and cozy."
Lowering her head, Xanthea noticed she had indeed been bathed and changed into pajamas.
The faint fragrance of iris permeated the air, and the pajamas were the latest Hello Kitty edition. Did he help her change?
She had passed out last night, yet he still had the energy to carry her to bath. Truly a vigorous beast!
Hold on, he had even prepared her usual shower gel and pajamas. It was a premeditated move, no doubt!
Falling into his trap after just a few days of dating, she felt ashamed of the Nightshade family's over a hundred rules and ancestors!
"Ah!"
Being suddenly lifted, even though Orion's action was extremely gentle, Xanthea felt like her body was falling apart, especially with the throbbing pain below.
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