Chester Yale's arm around her tightened slightly, and he kneaded her little head with his big hand.
"Except for you, I won't touch any other woman."
Even in death, he would not touch another.
Chester Yale's eyes darkened at the thought of Sheldon Yale's deeds; there was a chilling glint in his gaze.
Without further discussion with Evelyn Sherman on this topic, he lay down again with her in his arms.
"I'll stay with you for a bit longer."
"I can't sleep..." Evelyn leaned against his chest, always feeling something indescribable deep inside.
"Since you can't sleep, why don't we do some pre-sleep exercises..." a certain energetic man suggested, his dark eyes wolf-like, emitting a dim light.
"I'm already asleep!" Evelyn's petite body shook, and she feigned death in his embrace.
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"Collins Aiden, where are you taking me?" Ella Jackson was startled as she was suddenly swept out of her quilt, clutching his neck in a hurry.
