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.

her. He tucked

and lowered his long body and whispered into her

of relief and was happy that nothing

done, he bent more further and

way too straightforward. Olive

a little intimate, they were like lovebirds whispering to

with

You guys can

her fingers and peeped secretly

was a bit

the evil charm of a

arrive. You’re nineteen years old. You’ve never had sex with a man,

But Elvis was twenty seven

and mature.

felt his warm breath flow across her body,

some.” Olive turned and fed him

bite and

glass of smoothie

who stood close by immediately

He never shared a spoon or

had quickly left to get him a

up straight. His face

glass and drank half

surprised at Elvis’s action. Old Mrs Samantha

Olive. And was

destined for each other.

looks like my great–grandson will soon be in Olive’s stomach.” Mrs

squealed like a child.

the glass of smoothie in her hands. Contemplating

not.

looked at her with

Go

her, drinking form it

your meal. I’ll give

Samantha added.

her sandwich and emptied her

eat anymore.

Η

at her cute and naive look, a sweet chuckle

Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly,

I want

visit your parents. Elvis, how about you

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