At night, Janet wore her headphones and sat on the chair, with one leg under her bum, and began working on her design.

Her elegant fingers had a way of their own with the pen. She painted at ease, drawing bold, confident strokes. The window was open, and the summer breeze rustled her long, silky locks.

Ethan knocked on the door. His heart flipped when he witnessed the beautiful scene.

Janet glanced at him and looked away, focusing on the painting.

Ethan took her gesture as approval to get into the room. He shamelessly walked in and closed the door.

“Let’s talk.” Ethan’s eyes were dark. He placed a steaming glass of milk on the table and looked at her.

The sweet scent of milk wafted in the air.

Janet pursed her lips. Her mind was a mess. “I don’t have time.”

Ethan took a step back and sat on the edge of the bed, trailing his fingers across the soft bedsheet. “I’ll wait for you to finish your work.”

swept across her. Ethan’s mouth dried, and his body turned hot in an instant. He felt a

eleven at night, Janet finally stopped drawing. She stole a glance at Ethan, who was

muscular frame pressed against hers. He placed his hands on either side,

with work. Let’s talk

red, and her heart took a sprint in her chest as if she were on

arms around Janet and pulled her into a tight embrace. His hair rested on her shoulder, exuding a faint

skin prickle with goosebumps. “Let go of me,

in books, who wouldn’t let go of their love interests during such situations. The more their female counterparts struggled, the more aggressive

helped her put the tablet into the bag and asked, “Why are you shaking? I’ll help you clean up

Janet tried wriggling out

let you go, you will run

lifted her head to

Janet’s eyes widened.

stroked her pink lips with his fingers. “Why are you still glaring at

lips. Before she could react, Ethan picked

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