The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

At ten o’clock in the morning, Ziana finally got enough sleep and woke up naturally.

She was dazed for a while, then sat up slowly.

Boris heard the noise and knocked on the door.

Ziana thought it was Lillian and responded, “Come on in.”

Boris pushed the door open and went straight to the bedroom.

Ziana frowned as she noticed it was Boris.

“What are you doing here?”

Boris closed the door with a kick, approached her step by step, and stopped about three feet beside the bed.

Ziana looked at him and yelled, “Get out!”

She was still in her pajamas!

It wasn’t appropriate for him to appear here just like that.

Unexpectedly, after she finished her words, Boris suddenly took off his jacket.

His movements were smooth, and he threw his suit away elegantly.

Ziana didn’t understand what he was up to, and asked in a daze, “What are you doing?”

“Don’t you like to watch it?” He lowered his head and unbuttoned his shirt. Then he looked up, fixed his gaze on her, and smiled. “You can watch mine if you want. I think mine is better than theirs!”

“What?” Ziana was dumbfounded. “What are you talking about?”

Boris snorted, ripped his shirt, and the buttons fell on the ground, revealing his firm chest.

Ziana was at a loss for words. She stared at him for a few seconds and screamed, “You are sick! Who would take off their clothes early in the morning?”

Boris took off his shirt quickly, and his entire upper body was in front of Ziana’s eyes.

Ziana’s eyes lit up as she saw the sexy, smooth shoulder line. She was a painter and always appreciated beautiful things.

protruding sharp Adam’s apple. She looked down and saw his

she was looking at it engrossed, a faint voice echoed in

senses and saw Boris standing in front of her.

and asked seriously. “Compared with those men in your rebound group, whose body is

was a long

how to answer it.

muscular ones than him in the group chat, but what she appreciated

were

are so

don’t care. Just tell

the satisfaction

sure?” He sat down, grabbed her hand, and pressed it against him, “You can’t tell it by looking at it, but you can

the…” Ziana stood up immediately and shouted, “Don’t

am here. You don’t like it?” Boris

was resisting touching his muscles while preventing him from lifting her

to look at other men. Who are you to

tighter, and his lips moved bitterly. Finally, he took a deep

wrist, and shouted, “Get out!”

can tell me. I can show you whenever you want. As I said before, I will serve you anytime, anywhere,

when she heard these words,

I can still be by your side. Even if…” He paused, took a deep breath, and said with difficulty, “I don’t mind even

time, then grabbed the pillow and threw it at him, “You are sick! Put on your clothes and

didn’t say anything this time and left the

earlier, but he stayed and

Ziana and Ewen, and at night, before going to sleep, he appeared in her room on

you a bedtime story.”

The man’s smile was like a spring breeze, gentle and warm. He

their love five years ago. When she was pondering about the past, he had already started the

chasing him and closed her eyes

telling the story, she still hadn’t fallen asleep. He was just sitting by her side, and his voice was deep and sexy

a low voice, “The story

Ziana coughed out.

same question on the first day they became boyfriend and girlfriend,

hadn’t expected him to ask the same.