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Chapter 963 

The next day, Hayden did not come as expected. After that day, Weston planned to put her in handcuffs, buthe later dismissed the idea after he saw how well she behaved.She could walk around with only ankle cuffs as long as she remained in Stardust Mansion.

Stella had no problem with that, just like a dummy with no excess emotion beyond what Weston wanted her to show.She was cold as usual, but she had learned to please him in all sorts of ways…in the kitchen, the bedroom, the living room…

They would become like the typical loving couple whenever Weston returned home, leaving traces of their love in all corners of the house.

Somehow, when looking at the woman who was trying so hard to please him, Weston felt as if he was looking at the Stella from two years ago.She was just as shy and delicate then, with he being the only thing in her eyes.

The sole purpose of her existence was to make him happy.He picked her up, pinned her on the glass table, and kissed her passionately.

When the two separated, blotches of saliva lined the corners of their mouths.

The man put his finger on it and wiped it off gently.

“ Stella, you are so good.” She smiled and rubbed his palm.

“Did you like it?"

"A lot.” He went on unabashedly, “So much that I am about to go crazy.” He placed her on the table to elevate her to a higher position higher.

Arms braced her sides, and before she could react, his hands slipped under the hem of her dress and coursed around recklessly.She wrapped her arms around his head, and her eyes closed as her body began to tremble.She did not know how long it took before it eased off a little.

“Weston, I can’t separate my feet.”

"It's inconvenient, with the ankle cuffs like that.” He frowned and swept a glance at it.

The shackles around her feet could only be parted slightly.They had, in fact, reached their limit.

Weston simply put her feet together, turned them to the side, and embraced them again passionately.He still did not take the cuffs off.It was late at night, and Stella curled under the blanket, looking out the window at the stars in the sky,a little lost in thought.

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