Seeing Serena pretend to sleep, Hayden Crawford’s handso brow furrowed quickly, displeased as he looked at her.
Serena had absolutely no intention of paying him any attention. Every ti Caden was around, he would always compete with Caden for her attention. Once involved with this man, there was no end to it.
She had no desire to cater to him.
The last ti they were intimate was in the City of Aethelgard. She was afraid of pain and had taken an aphrodisiac to be with him then.
The little bundle was soft and incredibly comfortable to hold, much better than Hayden Crawford’s firm chest. Serena quickly drifted into sleep.
She fell asleep so quickly, and right under his eyes, Hayden suddenly felt a sense of crisis, as if his status was in jeopardy!
Hayden leaned over, pressing his soft lips gently against the woman’s forehead.
He didn’t want to move at all, keeping this position. The little bundle now slept between them, just like a real family of three.
At this mont, the little bundle in his arms moved slightly, seemingly unwilling to have him so close, pushing his little bottom to nudge him away.
Hayden Crawford, "..."
He moved away from Serena’s forehead and lay down on one side.
Turning his head slightly, he saw the little bundle still holding tightly onto Serena, the mother and son sleeping sweetly.
Hayden’s handso brow furrowed, then he extended his distinctively jointed hand to clasp the little bundle’s small hand, gently moving it away from Serena’s waist, picking her up to rest between him and their son.
Hayden then pushed the little bundle further inside, creating more space.
Perfect!
Hayden stretched out a strong arm for the woman to rest her head on, lying face to face with her, her slender body nestled in his broad embrace.
The lashes, like a dense comb, quietly drooped; she slept soundly. On her soft, pink cheeks were two blushing streaks, and Hayden gently pecked her rosy lips before closing his eyes.
...
The next morning.
Serena was the first to wake up. She slowly opened her eyes, imdiately eting an enlarged, handso, and proud face in her line of sight.
Hayden Crawford.
Her body went stiff, suddenly realizing she was tucked in his arms, his robust arm under her head, another wrapped tightly around her slender waist, holding her close.
What on earth?
How did she end up in the middle?
Wasn’t she sleeping on the inside?
Serena’s long lashes trembled like dense combs as she quickly attempted to sit up.
Her movent roused Hayden from sleep.
The man opened his sleepy, narrow eyes, his initial hoarse voice carrying a slight rasp, "Awake? Sleep a little longer."
He naturally tightened his hold around her slim waist, hugging her closer.
This had been his best sleep in the past three years.
He didn’t want to get up, just wanted to hold her and sleep a bit longer.
His natural and intimate action made Serena blush, "Mr. Crawford, let go of ."
Mr. Crawford...
This title made Hayden reopen his eyes, looking at the stunning, beautiful face in his arms, those deep narrow eyes having regained clarity.
"Mr. Crawford? Discovering you’ve been held in the arms of a company CEO first thing in the morning, Miss Sterling, do you feel a misconception of being subjected to unspoken rules?" he chuckled.
Serena glanced at him, "So this is Mr. Crawford’s unspoken rule, just sleeping without acting, no wonder other executives suspect there’s sothing wrong with your body."
With that, she pushed him hard, lowering her voice, "Let go of !"
The little bundle still slept on the side, cuddling a bundle of quilt.
The little bundle slept soundly, thinking the quilt was the soft, fragrant fairy teacher.
At being mocked by Serena, Hayden raised an attractive brow, "Miss Sterling, are you trying... reverse psychology? Well, congratulations, you’ve succeeded, I shall now prove to you whether there’s sothing wrong with my body."
With those words, he lowered his head to kiss Serena’s red lips.
He had endured an entire night.
Mmm.
Soon as he kissed her, Serena’s clear black pupils dilated suddenly. He actually forcefully kissed her.
His soft lips pressed hard on her red lips, then began a fierce siege.
Unwillingly, Serena placed her two delicate white hands on his broad chest, trying to push him away.
But she couldn’t push him away. The man’s heavy body was like a wall, remaining completely unmoved.
Serena angrily opened her mouth to bite his lip corner.
Hiss.
Hayden let out a painful hum, but he didn’t let her go. His strong hand held the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
The tallic taste of blood quickly spread in their mouths.
Soon Serena felt her tongue start to go numb.
"Mmm... let go!" Serena kicked and pushed him using both her hands and feet.
Hayden didn’t evade, letting her hit him. She had such little strength; her two little pink fists hit his hard chest and lean shoulders, even smacking him with her snow-white little feet against his firm thighs, but it was useless. He had her ensnared tightly.
He hadn’t kissed her for a long ti; she was still so sweet and tasty, like a little dessert.
"Mmm... Hayden, the son... the son is here, don’t do this... if seen, it would be bad..." Serena tried to evade him.
At this mont, the little bundle next to them stirred, causing Serena to hold her breath, not daring to move.
Hayden lifted his head to see little Caden Crawford, who was awake, now staring at them with his big, bright eyes.
Perhaps realizing what daddy and mommy were doing, he quickly reached out his little hand to cover his eyes.
"Hayden, is the... son awake?" Serena asked softly.
Hayden quickly glanced at the little bundle, who instantly closed his eyes.
When Serena turned to look, the little bundle was never awake, sleeping soundly.
"The son isn’t awake, lower your voice, let’s go to the bathroom." Hayden quickly got out of bed and carried Serena away.
...
In the bathroom.
Hayden placed Serena on the washbasin counter, his lips traveling from her cheeks to her pink neck, his hand starting to tug at her sleepwear.
The man’s morning desire was strong, and it had been so long since they had been intimate. He couldn’t hold back any longer.
Serena couldn’t push him away, plus with the son outside, she didn’t dare anger him. Feeling there was no escape, she quickly said, "Hayden, wait a mont, let take so dicine first."
Hayden let her go, his voice hoarse, "What dicine?"
"Just like last ti, contraceptive pills."
Contraceptive pills.
On hearing these words, Hayden’s eyes darkened, staring sharply at her. After a mont, he resud tearing at her sleepwear, "Not this ti, I’ll use protection, won’t get you pregnant."
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