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Ruby was sleepless in the middle of the night when her body was being locked by the man’s long slender arm.
Ever since she worked as a secret agent, she was a very light sleeper because her life could be in danger at any given moment so she dared not to fall into too deep of a sleep. Not to mention, it would be much worse when someone else was sleeping next to her.
The only reason she was able to sleep so soundly on her first night here was due to her arriving at night.
However, now that Blaine was hugging her, she found it really difficult to fall asleep.
Ruby turned over gently and stared intensely at the sleeping man with her dark beady eyes.
‘Whoa, he’s handsome alright. Really handsome.’
His lashes were as lusciously thick as hers.
She could not help herself from raising her arm and tracing his brows with her fingers. However, the man reacted to her touch. Although the man did not wake up, he grabbed her mischievous little hand.
The man nuzzled against her neck as he mumbled, “Stop fooling around, Softie.”
Softie? Who exactly was Softie?
Cindy came over last night and somehow a Softie appeared tonight?
Whoa, Blaine had quite the colorful life to have both Cindy and Softie.
She actually thought Blaine was not a lust-driven man back then.
‘Hmph, all men are b*stards. They’re liars.’
Just like Wilson. He could keep up his pure and innocent facade all day. However, the instant he ran into Serene, all of that elegance completely went out the window.
Ruby turned around and laid on her back as she stared at the ceiling.
‘Sigh, if it wasn’t for Wilson, I wouldn’t have to go through this hundred day deal.’
The more she thought about it, the more she wanted Wilson dead.
Just wait till she got out of R Country and returned to North City. She would have her revenge on Wilson!
She thought about just how much of a wonderful time Wilson must be having with Serene and how he could sleep so soundly at night for leaving her alone in R Country. Not to mention, she had to even tend to Master Blaine’s needs. She was fuming the more she thought about that.
The man next to him seemed to be talking in his sleep as he dreamed, “Softie, Softie…”
The man hugged her waist tighter with his huge hand before locking her within his embrace while Ruby nearly suffocated.
She originally intended to yell into Blaine’s ear saying, “I am not your d*mn Softie!”
However, she felt that waking him up would be bad for her. Thus, she held back her anger, glared at him before speaking in a soft tone, “I am not Softie.”
Ruby then raised her leg and gave Blaine’s thigh a kick.
However, Blaine seemed to be too lost in his dream. He did not wake up after being kicked.
Blaine seemed to be having a nightmare later that night as his grip on her waist grew tighter and it felt like he was about to crush her waist. He buried his face into her nape while sweating cold sweats as he mumbled Softie’s name in a soft tone.
Ruby felt warm fluids trickling down her neck and it was unsure if that was his sweat or tears.
What exactly was Blaine dreaming about to terrify him this much?
…
Ruby fell asleep in the middle of the night and she turned out to be the one that was in deep sleep when morning came.
Rays of the morning sun seeped through the window and lit up the room.
The instant Blaine opened his eyes, he could see the woman that was curled up like a little kitten in his arms.
Her long black hair was messily draped over his shoulder as he noticed her skin that looked extremely white. When the morning sun poured into the room through the window, it reflected on her cheeks. He could clearly see tiny hair that was on her white little face as his heart thumped.
The man could not help but raise his hand to tuck her messy hair behind her ear and kissed her forehead and the bridge of her nose.
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