A Love Trap

Chapter 338 Never Mind About It

"Ellie, I'm so happy. You like me, too, don't you?" asked Francis.

Ellie nodded, looking at Francis' smiling face.

She didn't notice it, but her dress had slipped down her shoulder, revealing her beautiful glowing skin. Francis's eyes moved back and forth between her shoulder and her lips.

It took great effort for him to look away. With a husky voice, he said, "Ellie... Ellie..."

He leaned closer and hugged her, sweetly saying her name again and again, as if by doing so his desire would be lessened.

But the warmth coming from her body only made it more difficult. He moved back and stared at her red lips that he had once kissed.

And soon, without realizing who initiated what, they got intertwined in each other's bodies, like one organism in the darkness of the night.

The heat in the room had risen. Ellie's soft whimpers and the sound of her heavy breath filled the air.

The sounds tantalized and flushed Francis.

Outside the window, even the moon hid behind the clouds, as if it was too embarrassed to witness the scene.

Francis looked at Ellie with love. She was so lovely and adorable. The smile on his face never faded and the depth of her eyes was without end.

He'd never felt this comfortable and at peace before. Being with her made him immensely happy.

From time to time, he would look at her and start to giggle, like a teenage boy.

He couldn't believe it was really happening. He went ahead and pinched himself.

Ouch!

'It really hurts!

This isn't a dream!

Last night actually happened!

I'm really with Ellie!'

looked at her sleeping face. She looked so beautiful that he couldn't help leaning down to kiss her.

time she had slept with a man, so he didn't want to weird her out. But her touch was so warm and so sweet that he couldn't

Ellie was hurting and asked him to stop, it took him a while to let go

sunshine as

that, he got out of bed, tucked her with the quilt,

for her, thinking she'd be hungry when she woke

when he was trying to learn cooking so he could cook for

cook for a

in his pursuit was that he had no knowledge of cooking.

the end of making one omelet, he had almost blown up the

of bed, Ellie woke up.

reminded her

face turned pale!

had sex with

she had gotten

she remembered was that she was really

could make one forget their pains

dozen bottles of wine, went back home, sat on the floor and started to drink.

so drunk that she was barely

kneeling down

didn't want to talk then.

had no idea how had she ended up in bed with

part of her memory told

exactly had happened when a

disappeared when she saw him head out of the room. But it turned out he was

she put her feet onto the cold floor and tried to stand up, her legs

let out a cry of pain, then sat down

devoid of all

her body was clean and fresh, then

the broken dish on the floor.

something burned over the pieces. It was difficult to tell what it was. Perhaps,

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