After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

His expression was serious, but the words that came out were surprisingly meek.

Aveline blinked, staring at his face, suddenly realizing something seemed off... but what?

Slowly, she withdrew her hand and cautiously asked, "What exactly are you talking about?"

Lucas froze for a moment, then it hit him too.

"What do you think I'm talking about?" His gaze lingered on her face, finally settling on her reddening ears.

As the blush spread, the corners of his lips curved into a teasing smile. "So, you wanted it too?"

"Shut up!" Aveline immediately slapped her hand over his mouth. "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever say I wanted anything?" Lucas didn't move away. Her soft hand covered his lips, his warm breath lightly brushing against her fingers-gentle yet undeniably stirring. Aveline recoiled as if shocked, quickly pulling her hand back and diving under the covers, turning her back to him. "Go to sleep, I'm tired."

"Mm, let's sleep," Lucas replied, though his eyes darkened with intensity.

When the lights went out, the room fell into silence and darkness.

Just like on many nights before, Lucas wrapped his arms around her, enjoying the warmth of her body against his.

Aveline's body was

it. Ever since she got pregnant, the

bring

darkness, she bit her lip, trying to relax, to drift off to sleep. But the harder she

hand that had been resting innocently on her belly began to roam, sliding under her shirt to caress her smooth skin,

immediately grabbed his hand, stopping him

chance, Aveline's hand landed right

Lucas smirked. "So eager?"

quickly retorted, "I am not!

kissing her earlobe, his warm breath teasing

he whispered, his voice deep and husky, tinged with a hint of seduction, "After the first trimester, it's perfectly fine to indulge in a

spine. Her breathing quickened, and she bit her lip before finally whispering,

"Of course," Lucas murmured.

they surrendered to the moment, he pressed his lips against the corner

the heat of the moment, Aveline let herself fall, giving in to the

against her ear, "Ave, let's get remarried. What do you

to form coherent thoughts, her soft moan escaping her lips as he intentionally drew another