The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2061

Half an hour later.

Roger opened the door, having clearly regained his composure. He leaned over, scooped the girl out of the water, and wrapped her up tightly.

"Back to my room, hmm?"

The man kissed Stella's forehead, his voice gentle.

After all...

The master bedroom was completely wrecked.

"..."

Stella was too exhausted to move, letting him carry her back to the guest bedroom. She sank into the mattress that was completely enveloped in his heavy, musky scent.

"Hungry?"

Seeing her too sleepy to even keep her eyes open, Roger grabbed the hair dryer and began drying her hair with incredibly gentle strokes. "Should I make you something to eat?"

"..."

Stella shook her head. The towel slipped without her noticing. Under the bright lights, even the scars covering her luminous skin couldn't hide the fresh marks from the aftermath of their morning together.

"Alright."

Roger set the hair dryer down, switched off the lamp, and pulled her into his arms.

"Roger..."

Thinking he wanted another round, Stella's body instantly tensed. She pressed her fists against his solid chest. "It's four in the morning."

"Heh."

Roger let out a helpless smile. He tapped the tip of her nose and chuckled softly, "Am I really that much of a beast in your eyes?"

Stella stayed silent, her gaze instinctively dropping to her own arms and legs.

There wasn't a single spot left untouched.

Would you dare repeat that?

"..."

Roger's gaze turned somber. He awkwardly looked away, patted the back of her head, and soothed her. "Go to sleep. I won't torment you anymore."

Realizing he really wasn't going to make another move, the tension that had gripped her body all night finally melted away.

Just as she drifted into a haze, the man's deep, affectionate voice echoed by her ear. "Baby, I love you. I will always love you."

Always?

A small smile tugged at Stella's lips, a look of pure happiness washing over her face.

—

Imperial Heights.

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