Nathan’s expression grew dark.Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.


    He ced his hand on Cyrus’ forehead and pushed him away.


    Cyrus, utterly wasted, appeared lonely and sad.


    Left with no choice, Nathan had to knock Cyrus out.


    He instructed Sonny, “It’s veryte.


    Have Abel arrange for Cyrus to be taken home on your way out.


    ”


    “Alright, I will.


    ”


    The midnight mini-party finally ended after they took their leave.


    Lucinda rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought.


    She hadn’t consumed much alcohol earlier.


    A delicate flush adorned her cheeks, enhancing her beauty.


    Nathan swallowed, feeling a surge of desire.


    He moved closer to her, caressed her face, and said softly, “Are you still thinking about Cyrus and Noelle?”


    She nodded and replied, “Tomorrow morning, I’ll visit the Shaw family and ask to see Noelle… Hey, keep your hands off me!”


    She was discussing a serious issue, but he slipped his hand under her clothes and stroked her back, interrupting her.


    Not only did he continue, but he also became more audacious, seductively whispering in her ear.


    “Honey, we’ve had ourte-night snacks, but I’m still craving dessert.


    Would you like some dessert?”


    Lucinda’s expression soured.


    “Again? We had s@x just this morning.


    ”


    Nathan brushed her neck with the tip of his nose and his thin Lips.


    “Is there a rule limiting us to once a day? We have three meals a day, and enjoying some ‘dessert’ after a meal is pleasant.


    ”


    Since she gave birth to their children and fully recovered, Nathan’s primal instincts seemed to be intensifying.


    He was bing increasingly unable to control himself and wanted s@x daily.


    Lucinda’s expression grew somber.


    “I believe you should curb your urges.


    ” She couldn’t endure it any longer, especially with her sore waist.


    Nathan felt a bit unjustly treated and said in a hushed tone, “Then fulfill my desires tonight.


    Starting tomorrow, I won’t approach you as frequently.


    ”


    Lucinda let out a derisive snort.


    “How about a strike on your palm as tonight’s ‘dessert’? Would you like that?”


    He furrowed his brow as his sense of grievance deepened.