Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 1393

But just as Luca was about to get up, Samantha suddenly grunted and kicked the blankets.

Because of her movement, the skirt of her body shifted a few more inches.

Luca looked at it for a moment before withdrawing it.

He almost lifted his foot to remove it, but finally thought better of it and turned around to close all the curtains in the hotel room.

It was still daylight and the room was bright when the curtains were not drawn.

When the curtains were closed, the hotel room was dark, almost invisible to the eye.

It will be all right, Luca thought to himself.

Luca went back and tucked her in in the dark, deciding that he would leave her alone this time and always stay in the room and not run away anyway.

Besides, he had been drinking a lot too, and now his blood was rising to the surface, so he needed to get some rest.

He had just tucked her in and was about to leave when a pair of soft, boneless hands came up and wrapped their arms around Luke.

In the darkness, he faintly saw Samantha roll over and wrap her arms around him, her beautiful eyes shining as she stared at him weakly and said, "Don't go."

Luca breathed out and asked her gruffly, "For what?"

She played drunk again, and seeing the fierce tone in his voice, she gave a resigned expression, "It's too dark and Samantha is afraid to be alone."

The corners of Luke's lips crinkled at that, "Didn't you say you were afraid when you brought me home from the bar alone?

Come to think of it, if she hadn't been so bold, she might never have met him later in life.

With that in mind, Luke said, "Shall I turn on your light?"

"No."

Samantha shook her head and hugged his arms tighter, her whole body almost resting on Luca's, "Samantha wants you to stay with me."

With such blunt words Luca's throat rolled, "What the hell are you doing Samantha, are you going to start acting drunk again?"

"Hmm? What is this drunkenness, Samantha is not drunk."

Luca cupped her chin and his voice became a little colder, "When you're done being drunk, will you wake up and forget everything?"

"Well, Samantha hasn't forgotten! Samantha has everything in her mind, how could Samantha ever forget Your Highness?"

Your Highness ......

Hearing that word, Luke's gaze changed slightly and he narrowed his eyes, "Last time it was His Majesty, what, this time you are just giving me a demotion?"

Just as he finished his words, Samantha's hand came up and covered his mouth, exclaiming, "Your Highness must not talk nonsense, this is treason, you will be killed."

The end of Luke's eyebrow jumped, damn it.

He was really going into action.

How could such a person exist? Drunk and completely on his own, completely ignoring his neighbor's wishes and casually pinning identities on others.

If he had not left earlier, would she have hugged someone else and shouted for His Highness as well?

Thinking about this, Luke's anger and blood were unstable for a while, so he simply told her gruffly, "So what?"

Only after he finished speaking did he notice that Samantha's palm was still on his mouth, his lips vibrating as he spoke, rubbing gently against Samantha's soft palm.

Perhaps it was the alcohol that did it, Luke felt his exhaled breath become noticeably warmer.

"Your Highness must not say that, Samantha would be very, very upset if anything happened to her."

Upset?