Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2811

Gabriel's brow furrowed slightly as he pressed her head back onto his shoulder. "Go to sleep."

"Okay," Sylvia replied obediently.

She really did close her eyes.

But a few minutes later, she couldn't resist. Her eyes, sparkling like a river of stars, fixated on the man's Adam's apple, and her fingers slowly drifted toward it.

The man's neck was long and elegant, with hard, defined lines, while the woman's hand was as white and delicate as polished jade. Her nails were unadorned except for a clear coat that gave them a glossy, cherry-pink sheen as they rested on his throat.

Sylvia's eyes were half-closed as she murmured, "Can I kiss it?"

He glanced down at her, his lips curling. "No."

Sylvia frowned. "Why not?"

His own brow creased. "Sylvia, are you faking it? If you're not drunk, get down and walk yourself."

Sylvia immediately snatched her hand back from his neck and wrapped her arms tightly around him instead.

To get from the castle to the guest villas, you either had to take a boat or drive the long way around. Gabriel hadn't driven, so he simply carried her, taking the long route across the bridge to the other side.

Her voice, softened by the alcohol, asked, "Why didn't we take the boat?"

"I was worried you'd throw up on me if it rocked," the man said calmly.

"Then why didn't we drive?" Sylvia asked again.

"How can I drive while holding you?" he countered.

"I could sit in the passenger seat."

"And how could I hold you if you were in the passenger seat?"

Sylvia thought for a moment and decided he had a point, so she settled back onto his shoulder with a clear conscience.

Back at the villa, he carried her up to the second floor, laid her on the bed in her room, took off her shoes, and pulled the covers over her.

The man leaned down. "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

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