Chapter 110

She quickly got out of bed to help him, but he pushed her away as soon as she touched him.
“Go to sleep. I’ll… I’ll sleep on the couch.”
“Oh, okay.”
He started for the door but stumbled again. Penelope instinctively reached out to steady him.
He grabbed her arm to catch his balance, but in doing so, he accidentally pulled open the front of her shirt, revealing the smooth skin beneath.
His breath hitched. Penelope sensed the shift in him and tried to pull away, but he pinned her against the wall.
“You’re… you’re drunk. Let me go,” she said, his weight making it hard to breathe.
“It’s not the alcohol.”
“Huh?”
“The old man put something in the wine.”
“No… he wouldn’t.”
Theodore pressed his body against hers, feeling her warmth and softness. But it wasn’t enough. He moved closer, their breaths mingling.
“He loves to manipulate people, even his own family. That’s why I hate him
“Theodore Penelope pushed against his chest. “You’re crushing me. I can’t breathe.”
“How many days have you been taking the medicine?”
“Two weeks. I drank it in your office every day. You… you know that.”
“Then… we can’t let those two weeks go to waste.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll just kiss you.”
“What-mmph!”
Her eyes flew open as he kissed her forcefully. Theodore, who was always so cool and distant, was suddenly kissing her? His body felt scorching hot, his breathing ragged. He pulled her tighter, his hands roaming over her body, leaving a trail of fire.
Usually, when she teased him, she knew he would never actually do anything. But now that something was happening, she felt a surge of panic.
“Theodore, don’t… please don’t do this
“I told you I wouldn’t let you drink that medicine for two weeks for nothing.”
“That’s not what I mean! I’m not ready for this.”
“I thought you were always ready.”
“No
“Then hold on tight.”
What did that mean?
In the next moment, he lifted her into his arms. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to him. He carried her to the bed and laid her down, pressing over her again before she could move.
This time, his kisses were more demanding more intense. She
wasn’t sure when her clothes disappeared, or when she started kissing him back, her arms wrapped around his neck, her own body
burning with a heat that matched
his.

A body only needs to be faithful to its partner, not its emotions. In that moment, as For more chapters visıt
they moved together, there was only physical pleasure, but it was more than enough.
The night stretched on, long and feverish.
…
Penelope was woken by her internal clock, but she still felt utterly exhausted, her
body aching as if it had been taken apart and put back together.
A blush crept up her neck as she remembered the previous night. Theodore had kept his promise; he hadn’t gone all the way. But as his desire bad grown more intense he had eventually retreated to the bathroom for a cold shower.
The person beside her stirred. Penelope turned her head and saw Theodore’s handsome face, his longish hair obscuring his eyes. He shifted slightly, revealing eyes that were already clear and alert.
His face was dark, with a faint reddish tint. He was probably remembering last night too.
“You’re the one who started it, you know,” Penelope teased, trying to break the awkward silence. “Of
course, if you insist on taking esponsibility, open to that Come on, no one’s looking. Give me another kiss.”
Theodore reached out and pinched her chin, stopping her from getting any closer.
“Still have a sharp tongue, I see.”
“Sharp? It’s swollen, thanks to you.”
“Why is there a tooth mark?”
“Don’t play dumb. You bit me.”
“Did I?”
“You
“I blacked out,” he said, releasing her and rolling onto his back.
“Liar!” Penelope sat up and straddled him. “Let me bite you back, or I’m not letting
you out of this bed!”
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