"Is Master Knight really frigid like the rumours say?"
The few words at the end were too soft to be heard!
Arya caught up with the conversation and understood what Mia meant. Her pretty little face turned red as she glanced over at the man.
He was pouring some tea with his head lowered. She only saw the handsome side profile of his, which gave her a sense of tranquillity. She was suddenly reminded that she had once called him a quiet beautiful man. It was a perfect description of him right now.
However, she had no idea how to answer Mia's question since she was not really sure because...
"So, is he?" Mia asked again.
Arya averted her gaze away from him unnaturally and said to Mia,
"Of course not! Go rest earlier. I'm hanging up."
She hung up on the call and left her phone aside before unconsciously taking another glance at him oddly.
He noticed an odd gaze focused on him, so he sipped some tea and turned over. She was staring right at him with her pink lips pursed as if she wanted to say something but was hesitant.
She had just come out of the shower and only had a loose pastel-coloured sleeping robe on. Her neckline was slightly open, revealing her collarbones and her fair skin hiding under her long, black hair. They seemed to glisten under the dim lights, and he could smell the refreshing fragrance from her, fuelling the beast inside his blood.
He took a deep breath before putting his arm over her shoulder while he asked quietly,
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Her long eyelashes twitched a little. She leaned onto his chest as her eyes met his gaze. Thinking about it, she raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"I just suddenly thought about how you're quite good-looking."
It was a rare compliment from her. Seeing her warm smile softened his heart, and he grabbed onto her cold hand with his long fingers.
"Don't say something like this to other men..."
He lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead. Before she could react, he captured her pink lips as well.
She could not control herself as she grabbed his collar in front of his chest...
He was going strong on her, not giving her any opening at all. His hand snaking around her waist was starting to get naughty as he started exploring her waist through her long hair.
His refreshing scent was everywhere. In just a brief, intimate moment, the temperature around rose. She was put down onto the sofa without even being aware of it.
She then realized their sleeping robes were ruffled. His robe sash was in her hand. As for her, her chest was exposed and since she was just done with her shower, inside was...
With her last ounce of willpower, she grabbed onto her falling robe, but the moment her fingertips reached the fabric, his large hand locked down her wrist. He looked at her with sparks in his eyes, his raspy voice sounding magnetic.
"Missus, time to fulfil our obligations of husband and wife!"
He hugged her tightly as if he wanted to merge her into him. His sparkling eyes did not look away from her at all.
She turned her head away, embarrassed. Suddenly, Mia's words echoed in her mind and she could not help but mumble,
"Aren't you frigid?"
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Pampered Wife of Xavier
Romance"Wifey, time to fulfil your duties!" Xavier demanded as he pulled Arya closer with his arms intimately wrapped around her waist. It was a meticulously planned feast for the powerful. Her fiancé had knelt down on one knee and proposed to her sister i...
