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

and lowered his long body and whispered

a sigh of relief and was

more further and asked. “Are

way too straightforward. Olive had never been in a

a little intimate, they were

eyes with her hands, “I saw

guys

Samantha slightly opened her fingers and

was a bit reddish, and

the evil charm of a

old. You’ve never

Elvis was twenty seven years old. He was

and mature.

warm breath flow across her body,

wanna eat? Here have some.” Olive turned and fed

bite

of smoothie and

close by immediately shouted,

He never

to

up straight. His face ached in a frown. He

drank half

surprised at Elvis’s action.

Olive. And was convinced that Elvis and

destined for each other.

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

squealed like a child.

in her hands. Contemplating

not.

her. He looked at her with concern

eating? Go

form it would be

Olly, go ahead and have your meal. I’ll give you another glass

Samantha added.

sandwich and emptied her glass. “I’m

eat anymore.

Η

and naive look, a

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

I want

your parents. Elvis, how about you take

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