A Miracle Fault

Emmeline pushed him on the balcony in the study on the second floor. She squatted down and started to massage his legs. Then she turned around to get a little wooden hammer.

She gently hit the nerve on his legs. Stefan remained silent while watching her.

She looked quite experienced as if she were a professional massager. He couldn't believe that she, as he knew as Anayah Campbell, a spoiled girl, would actually finish the whole book so as to give him a better massage. And she even figured out a thorough massage plan.

She worked so hard that he didn't think that she was pretending. He saw her fair hands working on his legs. Her hairs were worn in a coil above her head while a few strands of them hung down naturally. Her fair neck looked quite tender under the sunlight.

Her long eyelashes trembled a bit while she was blinking. His heart was swayed a bit. It suddenly reminded him of the night a few days ago, when he saw her nice body as he was getting her changed.

He couldn't help feeling burning hot. Staring at her tender lips, he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Emmeline was stunned. She raised her head to look at his heated eyes.

She wanted to stand up. But Stefan suddenly dragged her down and she happened to sit on his legs.

Stefan loosened his grip and reached out his hand to touch her fair face. He didn't look serious or sullen as usual. Then he wrapped her tiny waist with the other hand.

Her heart kept beating faster. Before she could notice what was happening, his face had approached even closer. She could feel that his warm breath fell on her own face.

She could even feel his legs burning hot underneath his pants. The fresh scent of hormone emitting from him rushed into her nostrils. Her face went blushed all of a sudden.

Though she had engaged in a relationship with Antonio for half a year, she had never been so close to him before. They only took the hands of each other from time to time. Besides, he just kissed her on her forehead. And she had never been rendered so nervous before.

She immediately stood up. But Stefan held her tight and kept her into his arms, "Just take a rest, okay?"

His deep voice sounded while his warm breath fell onto her ears. Her face was rendered blushed even more. She struggled to break through from his grip on her waist with her both hands.

"Well…I can sit on the chair on my own. I can't just sit on your legs." Though she needed a rest, she couldn't just rest on his legs. It would be quite embarrassed if Paul or other servants noticed that.

his deep and hoarse voice. He fixed his eyes on her blushed face as if his eyes were

moment, he really hoped that

utter. She just sat

stared at her. He would like to

the door. Before Emmeline could stand up, the door

Mrs. Stefan,

When seeing that Emmeline was sitting on Stefan's legs, she suddenly noticed

around and closed the door. She smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I saw nothing

to stand up again. Even her neck was blushed

Stefan forced her to sit on his legs again. Then his handsome face approached

at her rosy tender lips. He really fancied

couldn't help lowering his head. When his lips were about to cover hers, she suddenly tilted her head to dodge. And his lips

felt like being shocked by a bolt from the blue. Her mind

stand up but

around and noticed that he was still

which rendered her quite uncomfortable. However, she

was so nervous that her heart was about to

her face closer. Then he lowered her head to kiss her lips

own breath while his breath was getting closer and closer. She was so scared that she closed her eyes and clenched

But why do you

dare to move as she was afraid to

barely a gap between their faces. He saw her eyelashes twitching. Then he let out a mocking smile,

much?" he smiled evilly with sarcasm in

eyes and saw his wry

she closed her eyes. Actually, she was just afraid that he would be pissed off again if she refused. She was still