"As a husband, it's permissible to be a wolf in front of his wife." Glades Horne was in an excellent mood, his blood already boiling with passion.
Julia's face grew even redder.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly beca suggestive.
"Go take a shower quickly. If I fall asleep, you'll have to be a wolf all by yourself," Julia couldn't help but tease him again.
HEH HEH! Glades Horne chuckled softly, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.
Julia still lay in bed, quietly listening to the sound of running water from the bathroom. She knew Glades Horne was taking a quick shower to save ti.
With the man she missed so dearly back ho, Julia's mood greatly improved, and all her sleepiness vanished.
Her rosy lips curled slightly, adorned with a faint smile. She tried to suppress her smile but couldn't; she was too happy. If he saw her like this, he would definitely beco quite conceited again. But then again, that man of hers was always conceited, except when he was with her, when he acted sowhat normal.
"Julia, I'm here."
About fifteen minutes later, Glades Horne erged from the bathroom wrapped in a large towel. His bare chest was as sculpted as an athlete's, tempting in its allure. His handso face held a teasing expression, and his thick hair was still wet, dripping with water. Barefoot, he stepped out, leaving wet footprints on the clean floor with every step.
"Oh my god, what a handso man erging from the water! I should take a picture and auction off a thousand copies online. I'm guaranteed to make a fortune!" Julia exclaid. She rose from the bed, slid off, and walked towards him.
As he chuckled and tried to embrace her, she slipped past him into the bathroom. She returned with a dry towel, pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed, and began to dry his hair. "You're in your thirties," she muttered, "and you still don't dry your hair properly after washing it. You'll easily get a headache."
"Isn't it sexier this way?" While she dried his hair, Glades Horne's hands had already crept around her waist. He smiled at her indulgently, enjoying her care.
He had always been the one to spoil her, love her, and take care of her. Occasionally enjoying her care felt wonderful, even sweeter.
Her waist was slightly thicker due to her pregnancy.
Her lovely, oval face was still as charming as ever, but now it held the mature allure of a young wife—undoubtedly the result of his diligent efforts, night after night. Her bright, enchanting almond eyes sotis twinkled with cunning, and at other tis could beco as cold as she could be. But no matter how they changed, they were his favorite. Her hair had grown longer. After the baby was born, she could let it grow long. She had always preferred a simple style, but this ti she was willing to grow her hair out for him. Just the thought of it made Glades's heart fill with sweetness.
His hand gently traced her waist, as if asuring it.
As he 'asured,' his hand grew bolder, starting to slip inside her clothes.
Julia finished drying his hair.
He imdiately snatched the towel from her hand, tossed it aside carelessly, and then pulled her down onto the bed. He lay beneath, Julia on top. His burning eyes seed to ignite fires on her face and body, threatening to consu her.
"Julia..." His husky voice, filled with desire, was enticing and intoxicating.
This was a temptation no woman could resist.
He pulled her down. His warm, thick lips slowly approached her red ones. Even though he had kissed her several tis already, he still longed to kiss her properly now.
During his business trips, he had encountered beautiful won who threw themselves at him. In fact, as soon as he stepped out of their ho, plenty of won would try to do the sa, but he remained unmoved.
So of those won were younger than Julia, so prettier, but none caught his eye. They couldn't even get close to him.
He hated the thick scent of their costics and loathed the greed in their eyes. The mont they learned he was the CEO of Valence Group, their eyes would light up, and they'd look at him like a glittering diamond, all eager to claim him. He didn't like overly forward won. But if Julia took the initiative, he would like it very much. He still preferred his Julia. In his eyes, she was forever young and beautiful. She carried only a fresh, clean scent, free from the cloying sll of costics he despised.
"I miss you. I miss you so much..." As he kissed her red lips, Glades Horne's intoxicating murmur continued, a sentint straight from his heart.
"Glades..." Julia wrapped her arms around his neck, responding hazily, "I miss you too. I missed you to death..."
She tentatively extended the tip of her tongue, gently licking his lips. Her touch imdiately elicited a low growl from Glades Horne. He firmly cupped the back of her head, slid into her fragrant mouth, and began his ardent conquest.
His fierce assault made Julia feel the depth of his longing, as if he were kissing her for the very first ti.
Their first kiss, it seed, had happened on the day they registered their marriage. Dazedly, she had married him; dazedly, he had kissed her. Everything felt like a dream from yesterday, yet it had all happened so vividly. She never would have imagined, not even in her wildest dreams, that her forr prospective brother-in-law, the man she had always seen as a good man, would so dramatically beco her husband. The transformation had been swift. Such cliché, lodramatic plots usually only appeared in novels and television shows, yet one had unfolded in her own life. Now, nearly half a year had passed since they beca husband and wife. Their happy and blissful marriage during this ti made her grateful for fate's lodramatic twist.
After the passionate kiss, Julia's face was flushed like a peach blossom. When it ca to intimacy, she blushed every ti, which always drove Glades Horne wild with insatiable desire.
"Glades, let take the lead tonight." Her cheeks flushed, Julia boldly stopped Glades Horne as he began to remove her robe, her voice dreamy.
Gazing at her intently, Glades stopped trying to remove her robe.
Her soft, small hands road over his strong body like nimble snakes.
With just her small hands, she could make his blood boil.
Her kisses followed her hands, trailing across his body.
"Julia, you little temptress," Glades called out in a hoarse voice. Provoked by her teasing, he desperately wanted to beco one with her right then.
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