NovelEnglishShe stuck out her tongue playfully. "So, Mr. Leopold, you're not only a self-deprecating act but also a master of self-mockery?" He spread his hands and chuckled. "What can | do? | must win my wife back, or what if someone else steals you away?" She leaned back in the lounge chair, gazing at the distant sunset, her beautiful eyes twinkling in the sunlight. "Well, it will depend on you, right?" He leaned in suddenly, capturing her soft, red lips with his. "Do | need to pull out all the stops to show you every trick in the book?" It was unnecessary. Leopold's devilishly handsface was an army in itself.
"I want someone who's all in," she murmured against his mouth.
"Good. That's what | am." He indulged in the sweet kiss as if he couldn't get enough, the taste of her lips so intoxicating, so alluring.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Is your... period over?" he whispered, his voice heavy with desire.
She nodded, her mind a little light-headed from his kisses.
He scooped her up without warning. "Back to the hotel." He was desperate to becone with her, to claim and conquer, not wanting to wait another second.
The next afternoon, Beverley headed to the Stirling Mansion.
She thought Aurelia had fired the bodyguard, but to her surprise, she saw him when she entered the living room.
She blinked in astonishment. "Why are you still here?" "Where should | be?" Guardian Leopold countered with an unruffled question.
Beverley was shocked, and as she was about to retort, she saw Aurelia descending the staircase, who had just returned from the office and changed into a loose-fitting outfit.
"Beverley, you're just in time. We've got lobsters tonight. Stay for dinner." "Okay" was all Beverley could say before she walked over and linked arms with Aurelia. "Aurelia, let's take a walk in the garden." Aurelia nodded, and they walked off together among the flowers.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs they drew close, Beverley's gaze drifted and caught sight of a faint red mark on Aurelia's neck, a telltale sign of passionate sex.
Anyone with sense and experience would recognize the marks of love bites.
Leopold was in the hospital, Arnold was in the Arctic, and Elvis was out of the question as Aurelia only saw him as a friend.
The only man who could have left such marks on Aurelia had to be the toy boy, Peter! Could it be? Was she so crazy about him that she still couldn't bear to let him go after knowing he was married? "Aurelia, have you met Peter's wife?" Aurelia smiled serenely. "No, he's just my bodyguard. Why would | need to meet his wife?" "He's affectionate with his wife. They're like a couple of newlyweds, flaunting their love on the beach." Beverley exaggerated a bit, watching Aurelia's expression, but Aurelia seemed much calmer than expected.
"It's nice to see young love, which means he can focus on his job." But Beverley wasn't convinced. She didn't believe for a second that Aurelia didn't care and that she would keep a married man as a boy toy, risking scandal and disgrace, unless Leopold had blinded her.
"Aurelia, Leopold must have hurt and disappointed you, right?" Aurelia shrugged. "Leopold often just plays the part, very different from Mr. Chad." Beverley sighed. Even now, Aurelia was defending Leopold. It seemed she had fallen for him at spoint.
She must have realized it was over with Leopold, so she kept Peter, a replacement, close like a treasured gem.
"Aurelia, you still have Arnold. He loves you. When he returns from the Arctic, you two should get married." Aurelia smiled. "I'm enjoying the single life right now. I'm in no rush to be caged by marriage again." Beverley replied with worry, "You've got to be careful. Don’t do anything rash." Aurelia playfully scolded her, "Me? I'm the most rational person here."
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