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.

moment. Elvis stopped beside her. He tucked

and whispered

was

he bent more further and asked. “Are you

Olive had never

posture was a little intimate, they were

covered her eyes with her

guys

slightly opened her fingers and

was a bit reddish,

the evil charm of a mature man. “Your twentieth birthday

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

was twenty seven

and mature.

across her body, sending cold

Olive turned and fed

bite and chewed

of smoothie and made him

by immediately shouted, “Young

addiction. He never shared a spoon or glass.

quickly left to get him

eyelash shivered. Elvis stood up straight. His face ached

glass and drank half

at Elvis’s action. Old Mrs

seventy. She did like Olive. And was

destined for each other.

will soon

squealed like a child.

in her hands. Contemplating whether to drink

not.

sat on the seat beside her. He looked at her with concern and

Go

drinking form it would be them

meal. I’ll give you

Samantha added.

her sandwich and emptied her glass.

eat anymore.

Η

her cute and naive look, a sweet chuckle escaped his

breakfast, Old Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do you

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want to

should visit your parents. Elvis, how

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