Chapter 67 I’ll Be Your Only Man
“I didn’t do anything today. I merely made a trip to the nightclub to record a video.” Immersed in Stella’s softness, Miles had his eyes closed in preparation for sleep.
“Why did you record a video?” Stella couldn’t make head or tail of it.
“Don’t ask further, for it’ll do you no good.”
Stella bit her lower lip. Fine, I won’t ask further. He’s getting married in a few days, yet I’m allowing him to stay overnight here. She felt extremely guilty toward the other woman. But he said Yvonne North isn’t his girlfriend. Somehow, that thought made her feel much better. “Did you… Did you and Yvonne North… Well…” She couldn’t quite bring herself to say it. At this moment, she’d started feeling perturbed about his sexual activities and the fact that he’d been intimate with a few women; it felt as though there was a thorn in her flesh.
“What about me and her? You mean, whether I’ve ever bedded her?” Miles flipped over, putting himself over her. He nibbled on her earlobe, igniting a flame within her. The shell of the ear to the neck was a woman’s most sensitive part, so Stella dodged by keeping her face turned to the side as she lay on the bed, her eyes squinted slightly.
Her black hair fanned across the pillowcase and bed sheet, while her eyes were unfocused as she evaded his gaze, or more accurately speaking, she simply got lost in his kiss. Such a woman is most captivating! Miles’ breathing had grown increasingly harsher. Ripping off her clothes, he slowly plastered himself against her.
Stella’s soft moans from earlier had also turned desperate in the end, but she was afraid that her cries would be heard by the neighbors downstairs since this house was tiny, so she gritted her teeth hard.
As Miles noticed her restraint, he captured her lips with his, upon which she went limp in his arms.
The next day, Miles didn’t leave though the clothes were merely an excuse. Stella then washed his underwear and socks with water. While laundering his underwear, her heart kept racing. This is the first time I’ve ever washed a man’s underwear in my entire life! After she was done washing it, she hung it to dry on the balcony. Besides, she’d also furtively committed his size to memory, planning to go shopping when she was free and buy him new underwear.
Having hung his clothes to dry on the balcony, she went back to the living room. The man was staring at her, and he’d been wearing a bath towel around his waist all day. Fortunately, the heater had been turned on all the while, so it was quite warm.
against her ribcage
and cheek. “Looking at your countenance.
he started kissing the shell of her ear again. “I’ll be your only
Stella nodded.
want you again!”
couldn’t quite take it anymore. Is he a walking hormone machine? He’s always wanting me! It’s him who didn’t visit me for more than ten days,
giving a specific reason. Miles, on the other hand,
never told Stella what he was planning to do regarding his wedding with Yvonne, so it made her feel extremely anxious. In the office, he was distant with her as usual without showing any excessive affection, only acting like her man when they were in his office
an aspiration of both families for many years. Both families had wished for Yvonne and
impulsively forbidden him from getting married, she felt that it was merely wishful
because of the latest news that broke out—Miles didn’t show up at the wedding. Rumor had it that Yvonne received two videos during the wedding. Stella had no idea what those videos were exactly, but she was very agitated while also worried on Miles’ behalf. No one in the entire office attended Miles’
that the groom was absent made
Stella got the answer very soon, for Yvonne came to seek her out. Dressed in a wedding gown, she stalked into the office and lambasted Stella while pointing a finger
that he’d truly not show up. I’d thought that him going to the karaoke lounge was normal behavior for a man, but who would’ve thought that
know what happened that night? The videos? But how could she have gotten a video of Miles visiting my place? Also, her face was now flaming because the entire
entrance of the
the direction of the voice, it was as though she saw
Yvonne dashed over to
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