Ryan walked into the room with careful and light steps.
Afraid of disturbing his lover''s dreams, he even took off his shoes at the door, walking in with his socks.
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On the big andfortable bed, Carrie''s thin and small body was curled up in the nkets, only
revealing her head. Her dark hair scattered around the pillow.
Ryan sat by the bed, staring deeply at his beloved''s cute little sleeping face. He brushed away the
strands of hair stuck to her cheek.
His eyes, which used to take in many women, now only belonged to her alone.
"I was only away from home for a while, but so many things happened."
Ryan''s calloused fingers traced Carrie''s smooth face, her cherry red lips, and her delicate corbone. "I
thought I was the only man thinking about you in this world. Now, it seems your charm is stronger than I
imagined. It makes me not want to bring you out in the future. What if someone else has their eyes on
you? Do you know that I almost couldn''t rein myself in after I heard what happened tonight? If that brat
was not your sister-inw''s brother, I would''ve roughed him up!"
Subconsciously, he increased the strength in his fingertips.
Carrie''s eyshes fluttered, and she moaned softly. Ryan quickly withdrew his hand in fright, afraid of
disturbing her peaceful slumber.
At this moment, Carrie flipped over, lying t on the bed and kicking off the nkets, revealing her
body.
Although she wore a silk nightgown, her sleeping posture was restless, rumpling her dress. Ryan could
see her fair shoulders and half of her breasts spilling out.
The thick desire in Ryan''s gaze deepened, and his broad shoulders trembled slightly in his attempt at
restraint.
This time, he truly could not hold back anymore.
"Hmm... Do you really like my painting?" Carrie murmured in her sleep.
Ryan could hear each word clearly in the quiet room.
He thought, ''Carrie, you''re definitely not asking me this question. Who are you asking?''
"Ralph..."
Instantly, Ryan felt as if all the blood in his body flowed in reverse, and his mind turned nk.
The next second, he pressed down on Carrie''s body. He was fierce and savage as he kissed her soft
lips.
His actions woke Carrie up.
Carrie was frightened in the beginning, but when she saw that the person on top of her was Ryan, she
rxed and wrapped her hands around his neck, using her gentle affection to wash away the hint of
hostility between their lips.
Her thin nightgown was stripped off.
She would always wee Ryan.
No matter what time it was, as long as he wanted her, she would give it to him.
She drifted in the rising waves of pleasure for a long time until she could not bear it anymore. She
scratched Ryan''s back and pleaded in a tearful voice before Ryan was finally willing to let her off. This
beast of a man was indeed possessed by a stud, wanting to do it when he was in a good mood and
even more so when he was mad.
"Carrie, what did that brat do to you? Hmm?" Ryan still pinned her down, the strong possessiveness in
his eyes almost burning. "Ryan... Did I do something wrong?"
Carrie could feel his anger, but she did not know what she had done wrong, feeling aggrieved and
anxious. She teared up.
Ryan could not bear to see her cry. His heart instantly ached, as if a knife had plunged into it. He
hurriedly pulled her into his arms and gently patted her back.
"It''s nothing. You didn''t do anything wrong... It was my fault. It''s okay now. Let''s sleep."
Ryan stayed up until dawn.
Carrie slept soundly, but Ryan was like a haggard father who spent the whole night coaxing his crying
child, not having an ounce of sleep. He came down the stairs with heavy eye bags. Be and Justin
had a good night''s sleep and woke up early in the morning.
After a morning run and a shower, they had already started to prepare breakfast at this time.
Be casually sat at the dining table, enjoying her toast, while Justin wore an apron and focused on
frying eggs in the kitchen.
They were sweet, resembling an old married couple.
Ryan, who was overwhelmed with jealousyst night, felt provoked again.