Mia Foster felt her heart stir. After half a month of being together, she unknowingly seed to have grown accustod to him. Deep down, she had once again accepted Felix Shaw.
"Honey..." A murmur slipped through their connected lips, and hearing Mia’s soft moan, which seed like both a response and a murmur, Felix kissed her while carrying her inside.
"How about we take a bath together?"
Having lived together for half a month and having been intimate countless tis, Mia had never agreed to bathe with him. To Felix, bathing together as a couple was more romantic.
Without any refusal, Felix carried Mia into the bathroom, intending for them to bathe together. However, as they entered, he turned around and pressed her against the wall.
The kissing continued relentlessly, and Felix’s large hand slipped into the gap of her little dress.
When he touched that area, a muffled voice escaped his lips, "So soft..."
Mia Foster...
A sound escaped from her breath, sending a rush of electricity throughout her body. In truth, she had always felt his affection.
The kisses grew more entangled, skillfully pleading, leading Felix to finally intrude upon hearing her soft moans. His movents were sotis hurried, sotis slow, with occasional intensifying thrusts...
Hearing her gasps of surprise, Felix felt a deep satisfaction within. At the mont of peak release, he passionately sucked on Mia’s lips, listening to her muffled breaths, unwilling to let go for a long ti.
...
They finally bathed together. In the large bathtub, Mia was forcibly held on Felix’s lap. He would occasionally scoop up so warm water and gently rub it on her skin, an unforced gesture free of any indecency.
Carrying Mia out of the bathtub, Felix grabbed a bathrobe and helped her into it before carrying her out of the bathroom.
...
On the large bed, Mia sat cross-legged while Felix used a hairdryer on her hair. His long fingers gently combed through each strand, his handso face focused and serious.
"Honey, let your hair grow out. I like you with long hair."
Mia said nothing, closing her eyes to savor the mont while propping up her knee. After drying her short hair, Felix set the hairdryer aside, turned Mia around by holding her shoulders.
"Mia, co ho with . I... that child with Elizabeth White isn’t mine,"
Felix gazed intently into Mia’s eyes, knowing that this matter had placed a significant rift between them. Seeing little reaction from her face, Felix continued, "I admit, there was sothing between us, but ever since we got engaged, I haven’t touched her!"
Speaking with determination, Mia’s expression remained indifferent as she asked, "What about before the engagent?"
"I..." eting Mia’s serene gaze, Felix hesitated for a mont, seemingly unsure. But deciding to be honest, he braced himself and said, "Once... it was when we first t through a friend..."
Seeing Mia’s expression cool down, he hurriedly grabbed her wrist to explain urgently, "Mia, I’m telling the truth. I didn’t lie to you. I can swear to it..."
"What’s the use of swearing? You still had sothing!" Mia turned her face aside, still sitting cross-legged on the bed, feeling very petty at the mont because she cared that he had been with another woman.
"Mia, you can’t keep clinging to the past," Felix held her shoulders and turned her back around, "You promised to give a year. Since we got engaged, I haven’t betrayed you, and for all these years, you’ve been my only woman."
At this point, Felix slowly knelt down on one knee, looking up while holding Mia’s hand, and said, "Will you co ho with ?"
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