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.

felt a stirring between his

away from her lips, he propped himself above her, his

his voice

into his eyes, where unmasked impulses intertwined with burning

to happen. Her slender fingers clenched

“Jean…”

over his brows,

bit her lip lightly, unsure of what

gently held her hand, their fingers interlaced. He then placed their entwined

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

his

you’ve caused quite a stir in Phison recently. Regarding the matter with Avery, don’t you think you should make it up to me?”

would feel a

nothing to do with the incident involving Avery.

man before her was

The trauma from before had disappeared because of him,

radiant charm. He was elated, his joy unrestrained and

to restrain himself, not daring to push too far, doing his utmost to avoid

nature left Neera utterly

drifted off to sleep in his

the bed sheets, and tidied everything before lying down.

arms. His smile was one of pure satisfaction. He gently placed a kiss on her forehead, devoid of any lust,

his excellent biological clock, Jean