"Yes, Mr. Hoffman."

Yasmin understood and went to change the bed sheets.

There were maids in the villa, but Ryan only trusted Yasmin to be near such a private and personal space as his bedroom and to set it up.

The heavy and luxurious velvet curtains were still drawn, and the dimly lit space was filled with the lingering scent of passion and entanglement after sex.

Yasmin glanced at the messy bed, her expression joyful.

It looked like the couple had a steamy night the night before.

Once Ryan left, she would have to massage Carrie's slim waist, which had endured quite the storm.

Yasmin swiftly replaced the sheets and duvet cover, then picked up the clothes Ryan threw all over the floor and put them into the laundry basket.

Since Ryan expressed his intentions to marry Carrie to his family and officially asked for her hand from the Salvador family, Yasmin had not seen a single condom.

see how much Ryan hoped Carrie would

it may not be long before Ryan fulfills his

at home to rest for the next few days. Don't go to the Savrow Art Academy for now." "Mr. Hoffman,

a dilemma when the bathroom door suddenly

class! I don't want to stay home. I want to go

Yasmin

heat from the bath. She wore

her, removing his freshly changed suit to wrap it around her

tens of thousands, became

seemed

if you caught

reddened as he held her tightly. Carrie stood on tiptoes, feet almost leaving the ground. "Have you forgotten what you promised me? You have to be good every

was appointed

he had to attend all types of social events to expand the Hoffman family's connections and travel

the carefree, rich boy who

academy life. They barely had one or two nights in a week

nerves were like a bowstring stretched to its limit. It would either break

Why won't you let me go to class?" Carrie stared

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