Chapter 17

With a sigh of relief, I lay down and got ready to sleep.

The next morning.

I woke up earlier than usual.

Ashton had not woken up yet and he was sleeping very soundly. Even then, his sleeping posture was very pleasant to the eyes. His neat and short black hair revealing his classic facial features which were well-defined.

It was the first time that I looked at his face so carefully.

His eyelashes were very long, his lips were tightly closed and the corners of his lips were turned down slightly!

This facial expression was an indication of constant alertness.

It had been said that people who slept with this posture were persistent and insistent on getting their way.

Indeed, Ashton fitted that description.

He had a broad chest, wide shoulders, and a narrow waist. Additionally, his legs were well-proportioned and slender!

His level of alertness was extremely high even when he was sound asleep.

He opened his pitch-black eyes suddenly with not the slightest bit of sleepiness and staring straight at me.

As our eyes met, I was taken aback for a moment but quickly returned to normalcy.

After a while, his tense body relaxed. His eyes narrowed and he stretched out his hand. “Come here?”

the slightest embarrassment of being caught looking at him

gotten up early and gone to the market. The box of fruits that John brought earlier was

and brought some in. John was right. They were all fruits from R

green mangoes were great too. When I was a kid, I always liked to

said that she craved for them, so I washed some and packed them for her. After checking the

was still in hospital, I

top of the stairs, I turned around to look and saw it was Ashton in

 It was still early

Sure

still. I put down my mobile phone and told him

and cranky when they are

suppressed desire, “Shall

I said nothing

how proper and well-dressed a man might be; he would become a horny ba*tard whenever he had sexual

held back no more. His hands moved around

living room!” If he continued and if Mrs. Eriksen

and stepped into the bathroom. Then, he turned on the shower before

not

he caught

We did not speak.

rolling in the tub for nearly an hour, I lay limp in his arms. He washed me and dressed me in some

me on the sofa before going back to bathe

 the saying – A hungry wolf is an angry wolf.

quite a few times. While Ashton was in the bathroom,

tone of his voice, I realized that he had woken up too early

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