Sir Ares, Goodnight novel (Jay Ares and Rose)
Chapter 624

"What about little undies?" said Angeline.

"Do you wanna wear mine?" Jay frowned, he said impatiently, "You'll have to put up with it."

Angeline wanted to cry but found no tears

She walked out wearing that large-sized t-shirt, the shirt clearly had a loose cut, but it still accented the sexiness of her body.

Especially those two long legs of hers, they were slender and sculpted, just like a piece of art.

Her long wet hair rested on her smooth skin. It added a n aura of innocence to her.

However, she was still wearing that mask.

Jay's throat rumbled, his noble, handsome face showed the slightest sign of being charmed.

Angeline was alluring enough already, she leaned her body on the table while looking at him with emotional eyes.

"Mr. President, would you like me to warm your bed?"

Jay choked a little, although she never knew the concept of shamefulness since they were both kids, she became cautious and fragile after she possessed Rose's body.

Her little habit surfaced all of a sudden, and it made

Jay very happy inside.

"How much?" he asked with a gentleman's tone.

Although he had many dark and devilish intentions inside his mind, like bedding her, kissing her, feeling all over her... but Jay was an extremely rational and calm person.

Before he cleared up the doubts that he had in his head, he would not do something that would make her feel regretful.

For example, what if she knew that his father was the one that killed her, how could she be in love with the son of her own killer?

For example, why was she always wearing a mask to hide her own identity, yet she did not want to confess to him about it? What was she contemplating?

Angelina's smile fell apart, the topic of money came up and it was hurtful.

"Mr. President, you can decide the pay based on my service." she smiled bitterly, accepting his offer.

Jay looked at her bright smile and locked eyes with her black, beady eyes brimming with anticipation and desire. He nodded lightly, he made up an excuse and said, "You go and lie on the bed, I'll come over as soon as I finish reading some documents."

Angelina skipped over to the bedside and leaped onto the bed like a child. She pulled the covers over herself and took in a breath of his scent. Her face became red

with shyness.

Jay closed his eyes, his helplessness locked away within his eyes.

Angeline waited for a long while but he never came back, instead, she fell fast asleep.

When he heard her rhythmic breathing, he wheeled himself over.

He gently removed her mask, he did not expect that he would be so captivated by those intricate features of her face that he could not peel away from it.

His coarse fingers ran across her visage, just like how he would carefully caress his prized treasure.

In the end, he could not resist her temptation and pressed his lips against hers.

He wanted to just peck her, but he wanted more of her, so he intensified that kiss.

Perhaps he was too rough, Angeline suddenly moved, her eyelashes shuddered and trembled.

Jay let her go instantly.

All she did was turn her body around and fell back into a deep slumber.

The jarring noise of a phone ringtone rang across the room.

Jay thought that by not picking up the call, it would stop ringing on its own.

However, it did not. It rang again and again.

Angeline woke up and saw Jay sitting at the bedside, she was slightly shocked.

"Mr. President, you've not slept yet?"

Jay's face was ashen... his mood was ruined by that blasted ringing.

Angeline remembered him being a clean freak, furthermore, he disliked her sleeping on his bed.

So she quickly sat up and clambered to the room next door to pick up the phone.