The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 722

The man’s desire was so strong that he kept her in Mansion No. 8 and made love to her night after night.
After a week in a row, Taya had no strength to get out of bed,
and her whole body was so sore that even her legs would
tremble.
However, this man never stopped thinking of ways to explore
new sex positions with her.
“He has acted like this since our engagement night. I wonder
what he will be like on the night of our mating ceremony!” Taya was worried.
Worse, to restore her health, he personally made all kinds of nourishing soups for her, feeding her an assortment of supplements.
“I could handle his sexual demands, but the soups taste so
horrible! Isn’t he even aware of it?”
Lying on the bed and with that in mind, Taya took a sip of some soup as he fed her, and threw him a complaining look, “Can we order a takeout?”
Griffon look a napkin and wiped the soup off the corner of her mouth, then tried to coor her gently, “Takeouts might not be hygienic. It’s better to eat what I’ve prepared”

Taya could only be patient for now. When she was well enough to get out of bed, she forced herself to get up.
She went to the kitchen and made a dish before presenting it to Griffon, “Try my cooking”
Griffon saw that there was still undissolved MSG left on the
dish and slightly raised his thick eyebrows, but he casually
tried the food,
Seeing him taking one bite after another without showing any reaction, Taya couldn’t help being curious, “You’ve not lost your sense of taste, haven’t you?”
Shaking his head and with doting eyes, the man looked at her who was leaning on the dining table and studying him
curiously,
“I could taste it, but…”
He paused for a moment, then fixed a loving gaze on Taya, “You’ve made this, of course, I’ve to finish it.”
Stunned, Taya saw him slowly fork up a piece of vegetable and quickly stopped him, “Stop eating.”
She originally wanted to take her revenge, but he didn’t complain and seemed to be wanting to finish it.
Remembering that he had a weak stomach, she immediately
took away his fork and replaced what she cooked with a tonic.
soup.
She ladled it into a bowl and handed it to him, “You should
replenish your strength as well.”
Leaning back on the dining chair, Griffon put his elbow on the armrest as he propped his chin with his fingers.
He co cked his head like a high and mighty king and looked
at her as he said, emphasizing each word, “I don’t need to replenish my strength.”
The corners of the man’s lips curled up, and his eyes were
smiling, but he sounded forceful. It seemed to be an insult to
him if he needed to eat the soup.
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