"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.

much Ryan hoped

not be

"Yasmin, accompany Carrie at home to rest for the next few days. Don't go to the Savrow Art Academy for

was in a dilemma when the bathroom

want to stay home. I want to go

and Yasmin

She wore nothing but a towel

immediately ran to her, removing his freshly changed suit to wrap it around her damp

suit, worth tens of

frame seemed more fragile under the oversized

fool... What if you caught a cold,

Carrie stood on tiptoes, feet almost leaving the ground. "Have you forgotten what you promised me? You have to be good every day." Yasmin watched them, and while she was concerned

was appointed as

events to expand the Hoffman family's connections and travel overseas

He was no longer the carefree, rich boy who

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

nerves were like a bowstring stretched to its limit.

to class?" Carrie stared straight into him,

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