"Beep! Unlocked!"
The electronic voice of the fingerprint lock sounded unusually clear in the quiet night.
As soon as Jolie stepped through the door, Gavin wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into a warm embrace. His hot breath cascaded down onto her ear and neck, making her breath hitch instantly.
She didn't even have time to take off her shoes before she was swept up into his arms. His kisses were relentless, stealing her breath and unraveling her control as her emotions rose and fell with his every move. Before she knew it, she was seated on the entryway cabinet. Her dress had been pushed up to her waist, and her legs were forced to cling to his lean waist. His fingers trailed over her skin, leaving traces of his presence wherever they went. "Mm..."
A soft whimper escaped her lips as his kisses marked her skin. Each mark, blooming like crimson flowers against her fair skin, painted a vivid contrast on her porcelain complexion.
The room remained pitch dark, but their erratic breaths filled the space with an undeniable intensity.
At one point, Jolie's hand darted up, grabbing his short, dark hair tightly. Her neck arched back involuntarily, creating a graceful curve that made him pause for a fleeting moment. Having her again filled a void deep within Gavin as if a missing piece of him had finally been restored. It only confirmed what he already knew-he wanted her. All of her.
He needed her to stay by his side. Always.
By the time they sank into the soft embrace of the bed, two hours had passed.
Exhaustion consumed Jolie, leaving her with no strength to move. Her heavy eyelids fluttered as she feebly pushed against Gavin's broad shoulder. Her voice was hoarse as she murmured, "I'm tired... let's sleep. Get off..." "Mm."
Gavin responded with a low hum but didn't move an inch.
She'd made the same request countless times in the past hours, and every time he'd replied with that same simple acknowledgment-yet never once followed through. Frustrated, she bit his shoulder in protest, though her lack of energy made it more of a weak nip. Defeated, she let out a small huff and collapsed back into the sheets. That insufferable man!
Gavin gazed deeply at her, pressing a kiss to the corner of her lips.
"One last time," he murmured.
Jolie was speechless.
"Liar," she thought.
She didn't even know when it finally ended-just that her mind was a blur by the time Gavin carried her to the bathroom to give her a bath.
When she woke up the next morning, it was already late.
Her fingers felt weak, drained of strength, and the memory of last night's madness made her cheeks burn.
Just then, her phone rang. She picked it up and glanced at the screen. It was Rosalie.
Why would she be calling?
Jolie hesitated for a moment before answering.
There was a time difference
between the two countries. Given the late hour where she was supposed to be, it shouldn't have been possible for her to respond so quickly. en FindNovel
"Hello, Rosalie," she greeted groggily, her voice still heavy with sleep.
"Jolie, I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Rosalie's tone was polite, almost overly so.
"No, you didn't. What's the matter?" Jolie replied.
The two were close in age, and neither used formalities when addressing the other.
Rosalie's voice came through again, gentle and probing. "Are you adjusting well over there? I just found out you went abroad. Uncle and Aunt made that decision so suddenly-I should've seen you off."
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Jolie couldn't tell what Rosalie was after. Their relationship had always been casual, never particularly close. Still, she replied evenly, "Not really. Everything feels off, but I guess I'll get used to it in time."
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