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Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113

As Elliot stared at Anastasia’s long, messy hair that hung from the edge of the pillow, he couldn’t help but narrow his eyes a little. He was like a silent, predatory beast that was inching closer toward its prey. Meanwhile, the woman-his prey-didn’t realize a thing as he sat down by the edge of the bed and watched her sleeping soundly. Her perky red lips made her appear especially seductive.

When he saw a clump of hair covering her eyes, he instinctively reached over to brush her hair aside. However, the moment he touched her face, the girl let out a mumble-she was talking in her sleep. All of a sudden, she held onto his large palm. “Stop messing around, Jared. Let your mommy sleep for a bit,” she muttered.

Elliot’s eyes widened a little. Does she think I’m her son right now? Soon enough, the woman wrapped her hands around Elliot’s arm before rubbing her face against it. It was almost as if she were rubbing her face against Jared’s head. Elliot had no choice but to lean closer and play along so that she wouldn’t wake up.

He shifted his body sideways and held his arm out for her to hug him. Then, he proudly allowed her to press his arm against her chest area. All sorts of sensations shot through the man’s body as she did so. He held himself in this same stiff position while the woman continued to sleep. He had no other option but to admire her gorgeous face that was illuminated by the dim lighting. Her smooth and fair skin reminded him of a scrumptious-looking dish, and it made him crave for her.

Anastasia had no idea what she looked like in her sleep, but the man had scanned every inch of her face in admiration. Throughout the night, he had even counted the number of eyelashes she had on each eye. Anastasia clung onto him too tightly, so he couldn’t pull away from her without waking her up.

This time, Elliot was faced with a challenge greater than ever before. It was a test of his restraint. If he didn’t have such good self-control, he would’ve let Anastasia get a taste of his skills. “Reach your hands out, Anastasia.” He tried to get her to reach her hands out while she was dreaming, but she didn’t since she didn’t know that she was hugging him in the first place. Furthermore, she thought she was hugging her precious son!

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