The Stand-In Who Burned the Script novel Chapter 531

"So I should be serving you."

"Exactly."

"Mm-hmm."

"..."

Normally, Vivian would have been smug about his serious tone.

But he was so deadpan that it felt no different from pure sarcasm.

She couldn't help but laugh, but feeling a bit embarrassed that she was so easily amused, she lowered her head and bit down hard on his shoulder.

When she looked up, she met the man's predatory gaze. Startled, she immediately went on the defensive. "Don't even think about biting me back. Yesterday's marks haven't even faded yet!"

Amusement danced in Silas's eyes. "I was just going to tell you to hand me the remote for the AC."

"Don't you have hands?"

Silas sucked in a sharp breath.

"..."

Vivian felt the implicit threat, but her legs were currently like jelly. She simply didn't have the energy for round three.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and wriggled forward.

"Never mind the temperature. Let's just go back to the bedroom, okay?"

The post-coital softness in her voice was intoxicating, capable of melting a man to his core. Paired with her already stunning features, she exuded an indescribable allure.

Unable to control himself, Silas pressed light kisses to her cheeks, jaw, and neck.

He picked her up, continuing to kiss her as he walked.

Silas had never considered, nor could he understand, how his highly efficient life... had become so incredibly lazy ever since this woman barged into it.

Exactly.

Yes.

He lazily wished time would slow down. Even knowing it was irrational, even knowing it was meaningless, he was willing to sink into this delightful waste of time with her.

Vivian was genuinely exhausted. He had put her through some highly demanding acrobatics, not to mention they had gone at it twice.

Once back in the bedroom, she had no energy left to indulge his teasing. She burrowed into the blankets and fell straight to sleep.

The next day.

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