Frowning, Alyssa pushed the door open impatiently. To her surprise, the door was unlocked.


    Always skeptical and wary, Alyssa had a bad omen as she cautiously entered the living room.


    The vi, though moderately huge, was smaller than her Sna City residence. Despite the difference,


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    she felt at home and cozypared to the more opulent yet sterile Seaview Manor.


    She was filled with frustration at the thought.


    “Landon Harper, you there? Landon?” she called out but was met with silence..


    Growing increasingly worried, she hurried upstairs, checking every room.


    Finally, she entered the final room, which was more humid than the others. She picked up on the


    masculine scent in the air and concluded that this must be Jasper’s bedroom.


    It was a familiarity fostered after two years of marriage. Separated by a slightly ajar door, she


    overheard


    hisbored breathing from within. He seemed to be in pain.


    Her throat tightened when she called out to him. “Jasper?”


    She was surprised by the response. He mumbled, “Lyse… Lyse…”


    She couldn’t wait any longer and hurried in. In the dimly lit room, Jaspery on the bed, one leg straight


    and the other bent. His crumpled ck suit rested on the floor, and his white shirt was unbuttoned,


    exposing his flushed skin and toned physique. His body heaved.


    “Lyse, I feel bad. Lyse…” Jasper opened his mouth as he struggled to breathe. Face flushed, he cast a


    hazy gaze at her.


    For a moment, he thought he was dreaming. Why would Alyssae to him if she hated him so? Even


    if


    this was a dream, he wanted her to stay.


    It was always in moments of vulnerability that a man would realize what he truly desired.


    Alyssa’s heart sank. She hurried over to check on him, only to be grabbed by the wrist. She saw the


    world


    spinning around her, and soon, Jasper was on top of her.


    She sensed the lust in the air and within his gaze. He stared at her and breathed irregrly by her ear,


    causing her to blush and quiver.


    “Jasper, what are you doing? Let go of me!”


    “Lyse, I was drugged. I feel sick right now. I feel like I am going up in mes and exploding,” he


    exined, looking at her with desire and tension as though they would spontaneouslybust at any


    moment.


    “Someone drugged you? How did that happen?” Alyssa gasped and red at him.


    She touched his sweaty forehead. This time, he did not shun her. His gaze softened, and he looked


    obedient.


    “Gosh! Your forehead is burning!” she eximed and withdrew her hand, but he pinned the back of her


    hand, urging her, “Touch me more…


    He was unable to hold back his urge and his feelings. Lost in her eyes, he muttered, “Lyse, do you


    know


    how long I have waited for this moment?”