Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 826

He would have loved nothing more than to crawl into the same bed, but what if Mira got upset and kicked him out?

That would be a completely humiliating blow to his ego.

Forget it, it was probably safer to just take the other bed.

He made a mental note to beat Hank into next week first thing in the morning.

For all his ruthless dominance in the corporate world, Owen was surprisingly cautious when it came to romance.

He stole a glance at Mira, whose eyes were already shut, and prepared to turn away, but an agonizing reluctance anchored him in place.

A man who effortlessly commanded a corporate empire and faced down deadly martial artists without batting an eye was now utterly paralyzed over sleeping arrangements.

If the little lady knew how much he was overthinking this, she would definitely laugh her head off.

Screw it. If she kicked him out, he could always retreat to the second bed later.

Mentally psyching himself up, he gritted his teeth and mirrored Mira, slipping directly beneath the covers right beside her.

Mira, already hovering on the edge of sleep, felt him lie down and instinctively wrapped her arms and legs around him like an octopus clinging to a warm rock.

It was a testament to her absolute, unreserved trust in him.

Owen's entire body went rigid. Was the little lady really this aggressive? No, she probably didn't mean it like that; she just viewed him as her closest family.

Comforted by that thought, he pulled the blankets securely over both of them, wrapped his arms around her in return, and finally drifted off to sleep.

It wasn't until the shrill sound of their phone alarms pierced the quiet that they finally opened their eyes. "Owen, you're so comfortable to hold. We should definitely move in together later."

Owen thought to himself that it was a dream come true, but...

"I'd love nothing more, but... it's just that I might have moments where I lose control. If things happen to cross a line, you can't blame me."

Having studied medical theory under her master for so long, Mira's understanding of ancient medicine surpassed even renowned doctors; she knew exactly what he was implying.

"Owen, can't we just sleep without doing all that extra stuff?"

Mira mumbled, hugging him tighter.

"That's the plan, but you're so incredibly beautiful and cute, sometimes my body simply reacts on its own."

Sigh, it was probably best to just wait until they were officially married.

She had absolutely no desire to repeat Seraphina Quinn's tragic mistake of getting pregnant while still in school, even if Owen was undeniably the man she had chosen.

Sensing her slight hesitation, Owen knew the young woman was backing down.

It was fine to wait until they were married to truly be together without any reservations.

As the two got out of bed and began washing up, Mira suddenly brought up the earlier encounter. "Who do you really think that woman in the restaurant was?"

"Without a doubt, she's tied to those bastards from the Balkan Underworld. Either she's a relative of one of the ringleaders, or she's a shot-caller herself.

Stay completely away from them. They are absolute animals, the kind of scum destined for the darkest pits of hell.

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