The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

“Does it hurt?” He gently applied the medicine to her, being cautious with every move, afraid of causing her pain.

Neera shook her head, “No, it doesn’t. It’s much better now. You don’t have to be so careful.”

With a slight lift of his ink-black eyes, Jean responded without hesitation, “But it pains me to see you like this. Always telling me you’re not hurt, you little liar.”

Neera acknowledged her mistake and chose to remain silent.

Her obedient demeanor only made Jean treasure her even more.

After dressing the wound, he could no longer restrain himself and leaned in to kiss her.

His uniquely masculine scent suddenly enveloped her, filling her senses.

She paused, her eye’s wide and round, staring at the handsome face just inches away from her. A blush rose on her cheeks.

He lowered his eyes to look at her, gently sucking on her lips while murmuring softly, “I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long that it’s driving me crazy.”

He gently parted her lips, his tongue boldly exploring, passionately claiming every inch of her.

Neera blinked, then closed her eyes, her hands wrapped around his neck, surrendering to his desires.

He’s not the only one who feels this way. I feel the same. Day and night, thoughts of this man consume me to the point of madness. Now, we are finally free from the constraints of time and space, able to snuggle closely together. There’s nothing happier than this present moment.

The two of them held each other tightly, passionately kissing.

The temperature in the room continued to rise, a sensual atmosphere filling the air, causing their hearts to race.

Jean felt a stirring between his

pinned her beneath him. Pulling away from her lips, he

I?” he asked, his voice hoarse and

his eyes, where unmasked impulses intertwined with burning emotions

she was flooded with panic about what was about to happen. Her slender fingers clenched tightly onto. his clothes.

“Jean…”

his hair falling over his brows, yet his eyes shone even

her lip lightly, unsure of what to

held her hand, their

already forgiven me, you’re mine from now on, both

he narrowed his

recently. Regarding the matter with Avery, don’t

Neera would

reason she nodded had nothing to do

was

trauma from before had disappeared because of him,

shyness mingling with radiant charm. He

himself, not daring to push too far, doing his utmost to avoid her wounds.

his overbearing nature left Neera utterly exhausted.

end, she unknowingly drifted off to

the bed sheets,

in moonlight, he gazed at the little woman he cherished deeply in his arms. His smile was one of pure satisfaction. He gently placed a kiss on her forehead, devoid

thanks to his excellent biological clock, Jean woke up very early.