No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 335

He slipped the phone back into Amelia’s bag and lifted her onto his back again.

“Alright. Behave,” he said in a low voice. “We’re going back to the hotel.”

Mason opened the map on his phone and carried her step by step all the way back.

Finished

When they reached her room, he freed one hand and pressed the doorbell several times. No

response.

Mason frowned. A thought crossed his mind. Is Lily still in Tim’s room?

His face darkened. He pulled out his phone and called Tim.

“Tell Lily to bring the room key,” he said sharply.

On the other end, Tim sounded far too relaxed. His voice was lazy, with a teasing edge. “Oh, Mason, she’s exhausted. She fell asleep ages ago. And honestly, I have no idea which pocket the key card is in.”

Then his tone shifted, and he started to encourage him, “Besides, Amelia’s already drunk. You’re not the type to take advantage of someone, right? Why bother? Just carry her to your

room.”

Tim’s smug, irritating voice seemed to pour straight out of the phone.

For a brief second, Mason truly wanted to get back at him by making an anonymous call to report the very suspicious behavior happening in his room.

He ended the call without a word. His gaze moved slowly from the cold hotel door to Amelia resting against his back.

His eyes were dark and deep like the sea.

Without hesitation, he turned toward the elevator, carrying her in the opposite direction, and went straight to the presidential suite on the top floor.

The elevator rose smoothly. The metal walls reflected the two figures pressed close together.

Maybe it was because the numbers climbed for so long. Amelia, who had been quiet the whole time, suddenly stirred. She opened her eyes halfway and squinted at the glowing red numbers. “Mason…” she murmured softly. “This isn’t the way to my room; where are you taking me?”

Her voice was light and fuzzy, blurred by sleep and alcohol. It sounded almost like a pout.

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Before Mason could answer, she spoke again.

Finished

She leaned closer, her cheek brushing his car. Like a gentle kitten, she rubbed against him.

“But wherever you take me is fine.”

Boom!

Something exploded in Mason’s head.

He felt his ears heat up at once, turning bright red.

For a split second, he almost regretted having such a strong moral.

She was being so obedient.

Maybe if he carried her into his room right now, she wouldn’t resist at all.

The thought flashed through his mind, then he crushed it.

He took a slow, deep breath, steadying himself as he felt her soft weight against his back.

She was someone he had cherished and deeply cared for over the years. No matter what, he just couldn’t take advantage of her.

Ding! The elevator reached the top floor.

Mason swiped the key card and led Amelia into the presidential suite.

He carefully laid her down on the wide, soft bed in the bedroom. She sank into the mattress, looking like a little rabbit that had fallen into a cloud.

He turned and went into the bathroom. A moment later, he came back with a warm towel. Kneeling beside the bed, he gently wiped her cheeks and forehead.

The warmth seemed to feel good. Amelia let out a small, satisfied hum. She rolled over once, found a more comfortable position, and then went completely still. She fell fast asleep.

Mason watched her sleeping face, calm and unguarded.

Something soft inside his chest was lightly struck.

Then a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He stood up at once and walked quickly to the desk by the wall. He opened a drawer and took out a sheet of hotel stationery and a pen.

The pen scratched softly across the paper.

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He wasted no time and wrote a few lines, quick and sure.

When he finished, he picked up the paper and returned to the bed.

Finished

He bent down and lightly patted Amelia’s check, whispering near her ear, “Amelia, wake up. Help me sign something.”

Annoyed, she stirred but didn’t really wake. With no clear awareness, she mumbled a blurry question, “Sign what?”

Mason smiled cunningly. Under the warm glow of the bedside lamp, his eyes shone with a dark, heated light.

He slipped the pen into her hand and gently guided her fingers. He held her hand, letting the pen hover at the bottom of the page. Then he leaned close to her ear and egged her on with a dangerous tone, “A lifetime contract.”

The next morning.

Amelia’s eyelashes fluttered. With a heavy headache from last night’s drinking, she slowly opened her eyes.

The ceiling above her was completely unfamiliar. A crystal chandelier reflected soft light.

Where am I?

Her heart sank. The missing pieces in her memory made panic rush in.

Startled, she sat up on the soft bed.

Then, she froze.

On the couch not far away, Mason’s tall figure was curled up there, fast asleep.

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