Chapter 4 Feed him with a spoon

Elvis’s finger halted. He stared at the Olive who had already fallen asleep.

He glanced at her neck and sighted a visible mark. Her skin was fragile.

Elvis turned around and returned to the sofa.

His sleep disorder was getting worse by the day. It definitely was not something her

silver needles could cure. However, she was skilled in medicine. Just now, he really did

take a nap on her.

Elvis gaze was focused on her slender figure on the bed. He wondered how she could

be so tiny and soft.

The following morning. Olive sat in the dining room, she was eating a pastrami

sandwich and a glass of smoothie laid on her table.

“Olly, I liked you as soon as I saw you. If ever Elvis dares to bully you, tell grandma,

grandma will help you beat him up.” Old Mrs Samantha teased with a smile on her face.

“Don’t stop Olly, drink some more smoothie.” Old Mrs Samantha beckoned.

“I will grandma.” Olive replied and drank from her glass.

“Good morning young master.” The maids voice sounded.

Elvis descended the stairs without responding to them.

Olive raised her eyes and stared at him. Elvis was clothed in a white shirt and black

trousers. Every step he took was magnetic. He was indeed alluring.

Behind him, an older nanny came down holding a piece of white beddings in her hands.

There was some blood stains on it.

She walked up to Olive and said. “Congratulations madam.”

When Olive saw it, she had questions in her mind. Because she was certain that she

and Elvis had done nothing the previous night.

stopped beside her. He tucked his long hands into the pocket

and lowered his long body and

sigh of relief and was happy that

further and asked.

Olive

a little intimate, they were

with

You guys

Samantha slightly opened her fingers and peeped

a bit reddish, and

raised, showing the evil charm of a mature man.

old. You’ve never had

still very young. But Elvis was twenty seven years old. He was

and mature.

felt his warm breath flow across her body, sending cold shivers down her

eat? Here have some.” Olive turned and

a bite and

of smoothie

close by immediately shouted, “Young mistress,

addiction. He never shared

had quickly left to get him

Elvis stood up straight. His face ached in a frown.

and drank half of the

butler was surprised at Elvis’s action. Old Mrs Samantha nodded in

She did like Olive. And was convinced that Elvis

destined for each other.

great–grandson will soon be

squealed like a child.

in her

not.

beside her. He looked at her with concern

Go on

drinking form it would

meal. I’ll give you another glass later.” Old

Samantha added.

ate half of her sandwich and emptied her glass. “I’m full

eat anymore.

Η

stared at her cute and naive look, a

“Olly, do you want

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want

your parents. Elvis, how about you take Olly to

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