LittleNovelJolie opened the door and asked curiously, "When did you leave?" Gavin replied, "I live upstairs. I just went back to take a shower." He had also changed into a simple set of loungewear-a white T-shirt-that made him look several years younger. Jolie's gaze lingered on him briefly before she quickly looked away and shut the door.
She headed straight to the bedroom, but Gavin watched her and asked, "Why aren't you going to the master bedroom?" Without turning back, Jolie replied, "I don't want to end up having to change the sheets later. It's exhausting." She was well aware of his tendencies. Once things started, they wouldn't stop until everything was a complete mess.
She cleverly opted for the guest room, figuring she could clean up after a good night's sleep.
However, Gavin said, "But I want to be in the master bedroom." Jolie immediately frowned and turned back to glare at him. "Gavin, do you always have to be so demanding? This is my house!" Gavin looked at her calmly. "If you're not okay with it, we can go to my place." After a pause, he added, "It's not far. Just upstairs." Jolie was speechless. She was utterly defeated.
"Fine, let's go to your place!" She spun around and stomped toward the door, her face puffed with annoyance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGavin's lips curved into a faint smile, though the expression vanished just as quickly as it appeared.
Once they got into the elevator, Jolie began to regret her decision. Why had she suggested going to his place? Wasn't this akin to walking right into a lion's den? But there was no tto overthink it. His place was just upstairs, barely ten minutes away.
Gavin stepped out of the elevator first, opened the door, and turned to look at her.
Jolie's long lashes fluttered slightly. Avoiding his gaze, she walked past him into the apartment.
a The room was dimly lit with only a few lights on. She didn't bother to take in her surroundings, her only thought being to start quickly and finish even faster.
The sound of the door closing behind her made her tense up instinctively.
A moment later, Gavin scooped her up in his arms.
Jolie let out a startled cry, her hands reflexively wrapping around his neck, afraid of falling.
But there was no chance of that. His arms were strong and steady, holding her effortlessly.
Despite their many close encounters, Jolie couldn't help but feel shy. She glanced up at him hurriedly. His sharp jawline, lightly pressed pale pink lips, and the kissable shape of his mouth all made her heart race.
When he kissed her, the desire in his eyes was always overwhelming, impossible to resist.
A faint blush spread across Jolie's fair cheeks.
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Gavin carried her into the master bedroom. The decor was minimalist, decor was the color palette dark and subdued, with no unnecessary ornaments. On the deep gray bed, Jolie's figure stood out vividly against the monochromatic background.
Initially, Gavin had no particular thoughts, but seeing her shy and innocent expression, he quickly abandoned any restraint.
Tilting her chin upward, he leaned down and kissed her without hesitation.
Jolie's lashes fluttered slightly, and then she wrapped her arms around him, responding to his kiss.
The atmosphere grew heated in an instant. It had been over a month since their last encounter, and both were a little unfamiliar with each other's touch. Gavin's fingers trailed over her back, stopping when he felt a series of scars. Without a word, he flipped her over. "Don't look..." Jolie instinctively tried to squirm away, not wanting him to see.
But Gavin held her firmly in place, stopping her from moving. Under the soft light, the whip m 9 marks on her smooth, pale back becall too clear. Even after a month, the scars remained, crisscrossing her delicate skin.
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