Chapter 93

The sound of the shower echoed from the bathroom, a tall figure reflected on the glass door.

Arabella was none the wiser, engrossed in her phone dealing with private matters. Only when she heard the bathroom door open did she look up. Romeo, all wet–haired and clad in a white robe, gave off a strong masculine vibe.

Just then, her phone rang. It was an unusually long number, not like the typical mobile number. She shifted her attention back to her phone, answering it calmly, “Spill it.”

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Whatever the person on the other end said, Arabella moved to the balcony, responding with a nonchalant “So?”

Before long, she felt arms wrap around her from behind. Romeo’s breath lightly caressed her ear, making her a bit jittery.

He nuzzled her ear affectionately, like a clingy cat. Arabella could feel his body heat. She told the person on the phone, “Gotcha, I’m hanging up now.” “Was that a dude?” Romeo caught a hint of a male voice on the other end, which ruffled his feathers.

She’d just been checking him out when he came out of the shower. But as soon as the phone rang, she didn’t even give him a second glance, just went straight to the balcony.

“Just a friend.” Arabella didn’t know why she felt the need to explain. Her voice hinted at resignation, “Let go.”

“What kind of friend?” Romeo dipped his head, inhaling the scent on her neck, which was seductive to him.

“Just a regular friend or a special friend?” His voice was soft and tender, his actions unchanging.

“Not just a regular friend.” Arabella said.

and death together, their

was evident as he gazed at her pretty profile,

sounded helpless, “We’ve only known each other for a few days, haven’t we?” “To me, it feels

her made him all the

to pour

her in, his lust not yet extinguished, but rather more fired

or floor, take your

looked at her, proposing,

glass. Noticing there was only one pillow and a small blanket

leaving the only blanket and pillow to her, “I’m not

antique lantern casting a Zen–like glow went out, plunging the bedroom into darkness.

his soft breaths still audible to

the bed, gently

held her hand as she drifted off

woke Arabella up. Daylight was streaming in through the curtains, creating a

cascading down her shoulders, looking dazed and adorable. This scene had him smile affectionately.

in his white robe from the night before, looking so gentle. The merging of his inherent elegance and aloofness made him even more

off the bed, casually

hit something. It was the men’s sleepwear from last night, rolled up by Romeo as a makeshift pillow. Did he really spend

a cocktail of emotions, not sure if it was guilt

the breakfast table.

two early birds, thinking they were perfect for each

floor’s too hard, couldn’t sleep.” Romeo

thought last night was a great opportunity to bring the two closer. But Romeo

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