Master of his heart

Chapter 706

After finishing his oatmeal, Andrew was supposed to head to work, but he felt a feverish warmth coursing through his body and a general sense of malaise. He unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt. His brows furrowed as he slumped onto the couch, tilting his head back to reveal a prominent Adam’s apple.

His appearance was undeniably attractive, and this gesture was filled with an alluring charm.

Tessa had never had sex with a man, so the sight alone was enough to send a blush spreading across her cheeks.

Andrew stretched his legs onto the coffee table, feeling his body grow hotter by the minute, and Tessa slowly approached, placing her hand on his chest.

“Andrew, did you have a rough night? Do you think you caught a cold?”

Andrew squinted his eyes. Not only had the previous night been restless, but the past couple of nights had been choppy at best. It never crossed his mind that Tessa might have slipped something into his oatmeal. He thought his body was weak, making him believe he had caught a cold.

He stood up to leave, but Tessa would not let him go, quickly wrapping her arms around his waist.

“Andrew,” she whispered.

instantly. The hands wrapped around his waist seemed to

glint of determination flashed in Tessa’s eyes, her cheeks reddening even more, ready for what was to come. This frail body of hers was not exactly eager for pleasure, but she

quickly shed her clothes and closed her eyes, not daring to look at him but guiding his hand across her skin.

to

comers of her mouth couldn’t help but curve into

eyes reddened instantly at the stimulation. He grasped her chin and pushed her onto

kisses, but his phone rang at that very moment. It was a

day, and if Andrew wanted to

packages available; you’re welcome to

grinding his teeth. “Pick the most

to proceed with Tessa when the phone rang again. Sweat was beading on Andrew’s forehead. He felt a

of Tessa, restraining himself at this crucial moment. He fastened his belt, still feeling an unbearable heat throughout his body, but the ringtone was like a spell, briefly bringing him back

deep breath and answered. “What is it?”

call wasn’t from Aubree herself. It was from a hotel attendant. “Hello, are you Miss Clement’s brother? Miss Clements left her phone at the hotel, and we can’t reach her at the moment,

he suddenly wondered where

her mentioning sleeping with four men, and he felt a burning rage. Taking a deep breath, he responded,

gave him