Chapter 9 Sleeping With Her

Elvis’s pupils shrank. He quietly took out a first aid box which was in a drawer.

He brought out a cotton wool and dipped in the methylated spirit. He used it to cleanse

her wound. “See, this is the consequence of telling me to say it the third time.”

Olive glazed at his cold jaw,” Mr. Augustine’s consequence is domestic abuse?”

Elvis tied the bandage around her arm. In a soothing tone he said, “You knew I’d be

violent, but you still dared to come in. Are you that brave?”

“Mr. Augustine, others maybe afraid if you, but I’m not.”

Elvis paused to look at her pitiful little face. “Go out and leave me to myself.”

With that. Elvis helped up her.

Olive quickly stretched out her arms and directly hugged his muscular waist.

Elvis’s body froze. Olive’s body was as soft as though she had no bone.

Elvis scented the pleasant fragrance of her body. And his nerves were slowly seduced.

Olive whispered in huis embrace, “Mr. Augustine, you don’t need to be alone. Let me

keep you company.”

Elvis’s sinister veins tardily disappeared. Even the terrifying gloom in his eyes had

vanished. He wrapped his hands around

her.

He pressed his handsome face into her soft hair. The scent on her body made him feel

as though he had just eaten a strawberry jam. She scented a bit like dessert.

Olive quietly hugged him for a moment, then moved her hands around his waist and

caressed his shoulders. “If you still feel uncomfortable, you can go ahead and bite.”

Appropriate emotional release is necessary.

“Bite you? Aren’t you afraid of pain?”

“What I’m saying is…” Olive stood on her tiptoe and bit deep into his shoulder.

bit so fast and ruthlessly. It was unpredictable, and blood

shirt on his

ripped off

muscles tense. He hugged

she fell

revenge?” Elvis pressed her to the

a while ago. Now that I’ve bitten you, we’re even.” She

Elvis

current posture was

stared at her as though he was staring at a delicious

Augustine, what are you

smell very good. The last I asked. you didn’t tell me

wear.”

that I do not make use of perfumes. You keep pestering me with

with me. Could it be that you’re trying to

on me?”

more charming. She

forehead gently. “Does

so no need for the apology. Mr. Augustine, I should

her hands on his chest, trying

He reached out and

hands slid down her cheeks and into her black hair.

forehead.

she didn’t

he trying to

Their breathes entangled.

closer, Olive’s silver needle

shut his eyes and collapsed

dazzling crystal chandelier above her head

wanted to

Olive’s eyes fluttered open.

keep herself in check. their

there for a reason, and needed

a strong arm

her shoulder.

at him, but

breaking free from his grip, but his

him. Hence, she laid

so it was a little

in her

the call. but after checking

was her dad, she went ahead and

“Hello, Dad.”

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