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

she got pregnant, the cravings had become

couldn't bring

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

innocently on her belly began to roam, sliding under her shirt to caress her smooth skin, slowly

doing?" Aveline immediately grabbed

pure chance, Aveline's hand landed right on

Lucas smirked. "So eager?"

Aveline quickly retorted, "I am not! Take your

Lucas leaned in, kissing her earlobe, his warm

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

sending a shiver down Aveline's spine. Her breathing quickened, and she bit her lip before finally whispering, "Just... be gentle."

"Of course," Lucas murmured.

fire within her. As they surrendered to the moment, he pressed his lips against the corner of her mouth, repeatedly whispering, "I love

of the moment, Aveline let herself

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

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