Samantha is very sleepy.
She had gone to bed at four last night, and now it was just past seven. Her eyelids were so heavy that she could not open them, and as soon as her eyes closed, she immediately fell asleep.
It was quite difficult to hear Luca's voice and respond.
When she fell into Luca's arms, she felt the warmth of his embrace and unconsciously rubbed her body against it.
Luca stiffened and was about to push her away when Samantha stretched her arms around his strong, thin waist.
Exasperated to the point of tears, Luca looked at the person in his arms.
"Samantha, now you are playing favorites in the name of sleep, aren't you?"
Luca looked at the person in his arms, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes casting a light shadow around her eyes, her face as clear as a whistle, no extra color of lipstick on her lips, the most pristine of colors, clear and pale, not bright, but of clean and comfortable.
After a while, Luke wanted to help her back to the couch, but when he looked at the couch, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he just took her by the waist.
Samantha was very sleepy, and when she was picked up, she just winked, and then did not react anymore, and her appearance made Luca think that if she had met a human trafficker, she probably would not have had any reaction.
Luca led her toward the room.
A few moments later, he left the room.
When Samantha woke up, it was almost noon. She was still sleepy, but when she opened her eyes, she felt the sun shining on her face and then on her eyelids, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
After cursing, Samantha simply pulled the blanket over her head and darkness returned to her eyes as Samantha went back to sleep.
After a while, however, a small head suddenly popped out from under the blankets.
Where was it?
Samantha rubbed her eyes, an expression of confusion on her face.
What was wrong with it?
She remembered that she had clearly fallen asleep on the couch, she was so sleepy after working late last night, and then she opened the window to see that the streets were deserted and it was dangerous to go back alone, so she simply lay down on the couch with the blanket.
But now ...... how did she wake up in a room with a big bed?
And the smell of the quilt doesn't seem to be hers either.
How come?
Samantha sat up with her head covered and began to remember.
Gradually, memories came back to her.
Earlier Luca had woken her up and told her he wanted to talk, but Samantha could not remember a word he had talked about or said.
But she was sure she had seen Luca in the morning while she was sleeping on the living room couch, Luca had called her to talk, so how could she wake up in his room?
After thinking about it for a while, Samantha felt that she could be sure of one thing, and that was that ...... Luca had taken her to his room!
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Very boring...she is actually just dragging and dragging..no one is so stupid as the female in this story...