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Chapter 9 Sleeping With Her
Elvis’s pupils shrank. He quietly took out a first aid box which was in a drawer.
He brought out a cotton wool and dipped in the methylated spirit. He used it to cleanse her
wound. “See, this is the consequence of telling me to say it the third time.”
Olive glazed at his cold jaw,” Mr. Augustine’s consequence is domestic abuse?”
Elvis tied the bandage around her arm. In a soothing tone he said, “You knew I’d be violent, but you still dared to come in. Are you that brave?”
“Mr. Augustine, others maybe afraid if you, but I’m not.”
Elvis paused to look at her pitiful little face. “Go out and leave me to myself.”
With that, Elvis helped her up.
Qlive quickly stretched out her arms and directly hugged his muscular waist.
Elvis’s body froze. Olive’s body was as soft as though she had no bone.
Elvis scented the pleasant fragrance of her body. And his nerves were slowly seduced.
Olive whispered in his embrace, “Mr. Augustine, you don’t need to be alone. Let me keep
you company.”
Elvis’s sinister veins tardily disappeared. Even the terrifying gloom in his vanished. He wrapped his hands around her.
eyes had
He pressed his handsome face into her soft hair. The scent on her body made him feel as though he had just eaten a strawberry jam. She scented a bit like dessert.
Olive quietly hugged him for a moment, then moved her hands around his waist and caressed his shoulders. “If you still feel uncomfortable, you can go ahead and bite.”
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Appropriate emotional release is necessary.
Bite you? Aren’t you afraid of pain?”
“What I’m saying is…” Olive stood on her tiptoe and bit deep into his shoulder.
She bit so fast and ruthlessly. It was unpredictable, and blood quickly seeped out from the
white shirt on his body.
She had almost ripped off his flesh.
The sudden pain made Elvis’s muscles tense. He hugged tighter to Olive and took a few
steps back. And she fell on the sofa.
“Mrs. Augustine, are you seeking revenge?” Elvis pressed her to the sofa.
“You did hurt me a while ago. Now that I’ve bitten you, we’re even.” She made to stand up,
but Elvis pinned her back.
Their current posture was a little ambiguous.
Elvis stared at her as though he was staring at a delicious prey.
“Mr Augustine, what are you doing?”
“You smell very good. The last I asked, you didn’t tell me the brand of perfume you wear.”
“I already said that I do not make use of perfumes. You keep pestering me with this
question. So I do suspect that you’re flirting with me. Could it be that you’re trying to hit on.
me?”
Elvis found her eyes more charming. She was very smart. She closed his handsome eyes and kissed her forehead gently. “Does it hurt? I’m sorry.”
We’re already even, so no need for the apology. Mr. Augustine, I should be leaving.” Olive placed her hands on his chest, trying to push him away.
But Elvis didn’t move. He reached out and cupped her face.
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Chapter 9 Sleeping With Her
His hands slid down her cheeks and into her black hair. His lips moved around her
forehead.
Olive’s body trembled as she didn’t dare move a muscle.
What was he trying to do?
Their breathes entangled.
As he got closer, Olive’s silver needle quickly and neatly pierced his arm.
Elvis shut his eyes and collapsed beside her.
Olive gazed at the dazzling crystal chandelier above her head and closed her eyes forcefully. He wanted to kiss her…
Olive’s eyes fluttered open.
She needed to keep herself in check, their relationship was nothing more than a contract. And she was there for a reason, and needed not get fascinated by him.
Olive wanted getting up, but a strong arm reached up and wrapped her arms around her
shoulder.
Olive gazed at him, but he still wasn’t awake.
Olive wanted breaking free from his grip, but his fingers were strong, and she was afraid
that she might awaken him. Hence, she laid back quietly.
The sofa in the study room was not big, so it was a little crowded for the two of them.
After a while. Olive’s phone which was in her pocket rang. She hastily reached for it.
Initially, she didn’t want to take the call, but after checking the caller ID she found out that
it was her dad, she went ahead and answered it.
“Hello, Dad.”
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