78 Share a Bed


    “Mr. Joseph, what else can I do for you?”


    “Prepare a swimsuit for Isabe,” Joseph said unhappily.


    “Got it,” William said with a smile.


    The door was closed, and Joseph was left alone in therge room. He looked at the moon silently for a while, and then picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.


    “Shit!”


    Joseph stood up and said, “The tea is really awful. Damn old man, you fooled me!”


    ...


    Isabe took a shower, changed her clothes, and sat on the soft bed, absent-minded.


    Today, she had pped Joseph twice out of sheer desperation. At that moment, she felt she was doomed.


    .....


    If this had happened in the Smith’s, she would have been beaten to death by Carl.


    To her surprise, Joseph did not beat her.


    Could it be that Mr. Charlie denounced domestic violence and educated him well?


    Impossible. If it were the case, that guy would not bury himself in parties and flirt with bikini beauties.


    Moreover, Joseph was very bossy. No one dared to beat him. But today she had pped him twice... He definitely would not let her get away with it.


    Damn it. Was he plotting to take revenge on her? Would he torture her?


    ...


    Before Isabe got an answer, the door was opened and Joseph walked in, wearing a bathrobe.


    Isabe’s heart skipped a beat. She immediately cowered towards the corner of the bed.


    Joseph nced at her indifferently, walked straight to the bed and took off his bathrobe.


    “What are you doing?”


    The brave Isabe at the Spa shop was gone. Looking at tall and strong Joseph in front of her, she trembled with fear, “You promised not to touch me. I’m not a casual woman. Not at all.”


    Joseph bent over to her.


    Isabe closed her eyes in despair.


    ...


    Feeling a cold and soft kiss on her forehead, Isabe was astonished and opened her eyes.


    Joseph put on his pajamas andy down on one side of the bed. He closed his eyes and said indifferently, “This is my grandpa’s order.”


    “Order?”


    Isabe was confused, “What order?”


    “A bedtime kiss.”


    Isabe touched her forehead and said nkly, “Grandpa asked you to kiss me before sleep? Really?”


    “No need to doubt it.”


    Joseph roared, “Sleep! Now! If you don’t sleep, get out!”


    “OK!”


    Isabe was so frightened that she immediately turned off the bedsidemp andy down.


    It was a quiet night. Moon shone through the curtains, casting hazy silver shadow.


    The air was filled with Joseph’s scent, the smell of tobo and perfume, a unique mix of aggressiveness and coldness.


    Isabe’s eyes widened as she carefully swallowed her saliva.


    This was the first time that she had shared a bed with a man, and the man was Joseph.


    Not her husband, her lover, or even her boyfriend.


    An hour ago, he wanted to possess and humiliate her, like a devil.


    But now, he gently kissed her forehead, andy down beside her without any indecent behavior.


    And then, they shared a bed naturally...


    By the way...


    Although the bed was very big and the room between Joseph and her was enough for another person, Isabe could still subtly perceive the heat from his body.


    She carefully moved her body a little bit towards the edge of the bed. Then, making sure that she did not wake up Joseph, she moved a little more.


    She moved little by little.


    She did not stop until her hand already stretched out from under the quilt, and she could hardly perceive the heat from Joseph’s body.


    She closed her sleepy eyes securely.


    She did not know how to evaluate Joseph.


    Maybe she could say that he was fickle?


    She was so tired today, but fortunately...


    Nothing serious happened.


    Well, she should write a book called “The Defense for Integrity”...


    Unfortunately, a few hourster, a tragedy happened, and Isabe almost lost her integrity.


    At around 2 or 3 a.m., she turned over and fell to the ground.


    “Ouch!”


    Due to what had happened in the day, Isabe had nightmares and recalled unhappy experiences.


    Therefore, the moment she fell to the ground, she thought that she was beaten again and began to sob. She mixed up the reality and her dreams.


    “Isabe! Why are you wailing beside the bedte at night?”


    Someone pped her face. Isabe finally woke up. She opened her eyes and saw Joseph in front of her.


    Isabe thought that the nightmare came true, and cried even louder.


    Instead of sobbing, she cried loudly with fear.


    “Am I a ghost? Why are you so afraid of me?”


    Joseph scratched his messy hair, reluctantly pulled Isabe up from the floor and took her back into bed. He ordered faintly, “Stop wailing. Otherwise, I’ll throw you out of the window.”


    Isabe immediately shut up.


    Joseph pulled her closer and hugged her, finding her body soft and small. He felt veryfortable and spontaneously hugged her more tightly.


    Isabe sobbed. She was still a little confused, but attracted by Joseph’s warm embrace, she could not help getting closer to him.


    The two had a good sleep.


    The next morning, the sun shone on the bed through the window.


    The instant she opened her eyes, Isabe remembered what had happenedst night. Then, she quickly rolled out of bed.


    “You really like rolling out of bed?”


    There came a faint voice. On the other side of the room was Joseph sitting on the sofa. Wearing a suit, he gracefully held a gold-rimmed white porcin cup in his hand. He was so good-looking.


    “No.”


    Isabe got up. She suddenly did not dare to look at Joseph, “I identally fell off the bed.”


    “In the future, sleep in the middle of the bed, then you won’t fall.”


    Joseph looked at Isabe, “If you’re hungry, ring the bell at the bedside to order breakfast.”


    Isabe was a little confused, “Won’t we have breakfast with grandpa?”


    Joseph lowered his head to take a sip from the cup, “Then how do you exin your walnut-like puffy eyelids and the fingerprints on my face?”


    Isabe nced at Joseph and found that his cheeks were slightly swollen.


    It was because of her.


    “Well...” Isabe lowered her head and said awkwardly, “What if grandpa suspects...?”


    .....


    “You can tell him at noon that you had much fun and stayed upte yesterday.” Joseph stood up.


    “I tell him?” Isabe was nk, “Where are you going?”


    “I’ll go back to thepany.”


    “Company?” Isabe anxiously grabbed Joseph’s clothes and said, “You’re leaving?”


    Joseph looked down at Isabe and suddenly approached her. His eyes were piercing, “Do you want me to stay here?”