Chapter 777

Chapter 777:
Milton captured her small, trembling hands. “I’m alright. There’s no pain. But if you continue to fuss over me, it may cause a different kind of trouble.”
At his words, Candice froze, her arms suspended in midair. Her rosy cheeks mirrored the color of blooming petals, and the flush spread down to her neck, tinting her entire body.
“I… I apologize.” Her teeth grazed her lip, close to breaking the skin.
Milton fixed his gaze on her lips, now even more inviting. He had yearned for it for too long. She had forbidden him from kissing her unless she initiated it the previous night. He couldn’t express how desperate he was to taste her lips again.
“Come here.” His voice was a husky whisper.
Uncertain of his intentions, Candice edged forward, rigid with unease.
“Come closer.” Milton’s coaxing continued.
Candice hesitated before advancing a fraction more. The foamy bubbles that previously shielded her modesty had dwindled after the earlier commotion, offering little coverage. She quickly folded her arms over her chest in an attempt to preserve her modesty.
Milton’s patience finally snapped, and he pulled her closer.
He commanded, “Kiss me.”
Candice was taken aback and blushed deeply. In her line of sight, Milton’s stunningly handsome face was clearly visible. His allure was too potent to resist.
His commanding tone sounded more like a spell, enchanting her. Candice found herself complying without a second thought and moved to tenderly kiss Milton.
The next day, Candice woke up late in the morning. Sunlight seeped through the curtains, painting a golden hue across her eyes. Recollections of the previous night’s events clung to her thoughts, inducing a rush of warmth to color her cheeks.
Under his command, she had kissed him yet again. She was clueless about her compulsion to adhere to his every wish. This man had the uncanny ability to throw her emotions into chaos. Their shared kiss, far from being a conclusion, was a fiery prelude to the passionate evening that followed.
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With an expertise that made her head spin, Milton had whispered words into her ears that set her cheeks aflame. “Touch me. You learned how in the car before. Do you need another lesson?” His words left her in a whirlwind of embarrassment and frustration. Despite her swirling emotions, she complied with his demands.
Damn it! She found herself utterly powerless to resist him. This annoying man now slumbered peacefully by her side. He had convinced her to stay, suggesting he might need her assistance, preventing her from returning to her room. He let her stay with him and watched her closely.
His dismissal of Sariah, who was originally in charge of his care, led Candice to believe that he relished in her discomfort. The moment Candice stirred from her slumber, Milton was already wide awake.
Noticing her attempt to rise, he pulled her closer to him and halted her. “Don’t go. Lie here a little longer. Don’t work today. Spend the day with me. It’s not a request, but an order. Understand?” Candice found herself at a loss for words.
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