Revenge After Death

Chapter 281

I was woken up by Stevie’s barking early the next morning. I haven’t been sleeping well for the past nights.

I stretched myself. I was tempted to kick Steven, who was latched onto me like an octopus, down from the bed. I could only stop myself from doing that as he was injured.

I got mad upon recalling what happened last night. My cheeks were burning hot as well.

Steven never bothered hiding his flirtatiousness and horniness. Just like now, not only he refused to get up, he continued to act shamelessly on top of me.

“I’m sleepy, Stephie- Steven mumbled as he tightened his arms that were wrapped from behind me. He was restless from head to toe.

“Today’s your Grandpa’s funeral, Steven,” I said as I reached over to knock on his head.

Steven hummed and replied reluctantly, “He’s not my Grandpa-

I knew that he had a grudge on Ignatius, but he had to show up out of respect.

I wanted to get up, but I was suddenly pulled over and trapped on the bed by Steven. He suddenly flipped over and pressed down against me.

His fiery gaze made my heart beat faster and I asked, “What are you doing?”

Steven looked at me before leaning down to kiss my forehead.

I said, “Be good.”

Steven groaned softly and went to get a shower unhappily. He even eyed my belly, probably blaming the

baby. He could’ve devoured me now if I weren’t pregnant.

I let out a relieved sigh before getting up. I then tiptoed into the bathroom to wash up.

shower, and the as no fog in the bathroom. Only a hint of

felt.

me, and the burns on his back resembled the spread branches of a Devil’s

to the

reached out to touch the wounds on Steven’s back.

away a little, perhaps wanting

you afraid?” he asked

it,” said with a shake

now, but the past. Did it

How could it be possible

“How did you get this injury here?”

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off the shower, afraid that the

1.5 Inches long scar on the right side

and grabbed my fingers. He then took in a deep

stunned and replied,

are you riling me up then-”

to take responsibility for it. He was just suppressing his

I asked while gritting my teeth.

said, “I’m only

good at flirting. As expected of a

teach him.

and washed up

after half an hour. One of Martin’s men was fuming as

the both of you so long?” A scruffy–looking

frowned and said, ‘Did we ask for you to wait? You can fuck