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.

this moment. Elvis stopped beside her. He tucked his long hands into the

and lowered his long body and whispered into

and was happy that nothing had really

done, he bent more further and asked. “Are you still…a

Olive had never been in a

intimate, they were

with

guys can

Samantha slightly opened her fingers

a bit

charm of a mature

You’ve never had

very young. But Elvis was twenty seven years

and mature.

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

wanna eat? Here have some.” Olive

took a bite and chewed

her glass of smoothie and made him drink

close by immediately shouted,

strict cleanliness addiction. He never

left to get

straight. His face ached in a

drank

action. Old Mrs

did like Olive.

destined for each other.

great–grandson will soon be in

squealed like a child.

in her hands.

not.

seat beside her. He looked

Go on

form it would be them indirectly

meal. I’ll give you

Samantha added.

and emptied her glass. “I’m full Grandma. I

eat anymore.

Η

and naive look, a sweet

Old Mrs Samantha asked Olive, “Olly, do you want to

nodded, “Yes grandma. I want to go to

that’s right. You should visit your parents.

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