Chapter 177: Chapter 177 Flash of light
Alana slept so soundly that night.
As she slept, she always felt a hand gently massaging her little belly. That hand was thick and warm; resting on her little belly.
Her stomach was naturally prone to feeling cold, but as that scorching hand caressed her, a warm glow spread through her, reaching all the way to her heart. The morning light caused Alana’s eyelids to flutter.
She let out a contented little moan and slowly opened her eyes. What met her gaze was the man’s handsome, flawless face.
Deep-set brow bones, a high, straight nose, and full, crimson lips. Every feature was exquisitely refined.
It was as if he were a masterpiece crafted by God. At that moment, Alana found herself cradled in his arms, his burning hand still pressed against her lower abdomen.
So it wasn’t a dream after all. She could feel someone massaging her stomach, it was real.
Alana gazed at the sleeping man before her. His peaceful, sleeping features radiated a gentle softness, less of the usual coldness and harshness, and more of a warmth that made one want to draw closer.
She watched him quietly like this, feeling the flutter of her heart toward him. That feeling of affection for him seemed to grow stronger and stronger. Just looking at him like this filled her with a sense of peaceful contentment. If only, they could stay like this forever.
Alana gently caressed the man’s handsome, chiseled face, and this time, without hesitation, she leaned in to kiss his lips.
Feeling the soft touch on his lips, the man slowly opened his deep, piercing eyes.
Before him lay the girl’s eyes and brows, arched like crescent moons, her pupils clear and bright, radiating a captivating glow.
Caught in the act, the girl felt a touch of shyness; an alluring blush quickly spread across her cheeks, and a mist of bashfulness gathered in her beautiful eyes.
She bit her soft lips and whispered.
“Good morning, boyfriend.”
That soft, sweet voice was like a piece of sugar so sweet it was almost cloying, melting right in the man’s heart.
Stephan curved his lips, watching her with a leisurely air. “So proactive first thing in the morning?!”
Alana blushed, her almond-shaped eyes glistening with moisture, and asked in a soft voice, “Don’t you like it?”
Stephan raised an eyebrow, his lewd words flowing effortlessly, “I do. I like it very much. I can’t wait for you to kiss every inch of my body.”
Kiss every inch of his body?
Just like he did to her, leaving no part of her untouched?
Thinking of the naughty things he did to her almost every night, Alana blushed so hard her toes curled up.
Help me!
He was so vulgar.
The girl pouted slightly, looking displeased, yet exuding a tantalizing air of coy shyness. Stephan felt a tingling sensation in his chest and couldn’t resist leaning in to kiss her.
But Alana was on her guard; she quickly extended her slender fingers to block his
approaching lips. Her fingers brushed against his thin lips, which carried a hint of coolness, and she couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
His deep, piercing gaze fixed on her, as if he were about to devour her, his desire
unbearable. Just being stared at by him gave her the sensation that he had already stripped her naked and ravished her thoroughly.
Oh my!
The more she thought about it, the more her mind wandered.
She was still on her period, why was her mind wandering to such depraved thoughts?! Stay proper!
Stephan watched the girl’s blushing face, his lips curving into a silent smile as he gently kissed the palm of her delicate hand.
“Are you feeling better now? Does your stomach still hurt?”
The tingling sensation from his kiss on her palm made Alana instinctively pull her hand back. A flutter of excitement coursed through her, and her face flushed even deeper. She said softly, “Much better.”
After a moment’s pause, as if a thought had occurred to her, she looked at him with wide, hopeful eyes and asked earnestly;
“Last night, were you the one who kept massaging my stomach?”
Stephan raised an eyebrow. “You could tell?”
Alana nodded, looking very docile. “Mm-hmm, I did. It felt really good.”
Stephan raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t your boyfriend thoughtful?”
“Mm-hmm, he is.”
“Should we give him a high score?”
She smiled; “Um, sure.”
She sensed something was off.
Sure enough, the man revealed his true colors with his next sentence.
His voice was low and hoarse, laced with a hint of coaxing. “Sweetheart, how about
some sexy lingerie? Can we arrange that after your period ends?”
Help!
Why was his mind filled with nothing but lewd, perverted nonsense day after day?!
Is this... normal?
Stephan extended a finger and traced it across her delicate cheek, his deep, magnetic voice utterly seductive.
“You promised me. You can’t go back on your word!”
The man’s intense gaze made her whole body burn.
She averted her eyes and stammered, “Um, let’s wait until my period is over...”
He chuckled. Her period was indeed a tough time. But no matter how difficult it was, he had a way to handle it.
The two days Alana was back happened to fall on the weekend.
She didn’t have to go to work and had plenty of time to rest.
Stephan wasn’t going anywhere either; he stayed in the house to keep her company.
They spent their time eating, drinking, and lounging around.
While she binge-watched shows, he read up on financial news.
Sometimes, as he watched, he could hear her uncontrollable giggles. He couldn’t help but look up at her.
Lying on her side on the bed, she held her phone, covering her mouth with her hand, her eyes crinkling with laughter, her eyes sparkling as if they held stars.
He wondered what funny video she was watching to make her laugh so happily.
Stephan’s lips curved into a smile. She really was adorable. Alana was scrolling through funny videos when she received a message from her grandmother.
[Lana, this is Grandma. Did you get home safely?]
This was sent from her aunt’s phone; her grandmother didn’t know how to use a phone, so whenever she had something to ask, she’d ask her aunt to send the message for her.
Alana replied, [Yep, Grandma, don’t worry. I’m back safely.]
Her grandmother asked again, [Since you’re back, have you met up with your boyfriend yet? I asked you to take a picture of him. If you did, send it to Grandma so I can see. If he’s too ugly, he wouldn’t be a good match for my pretty, cute, and sensible Lana.]
Alana bit her lip; if Grandma hadn’t brought it up, she almost would have forgotten. She couldn’t help but glance up at the man sitting on the sofa, hugging a laptop and working intently.
He was wearing a black shirt and black dress pants. The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a sliver of his delicate, healthy, tanned collarbone.
With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs crossed slightly, he exuded an indescribable air of noble handsomeness.
Paired with his strikingly chiseled, handsome features, he was undeniably handsome from every angle, 360 degrees of flawless good looks!
Alana immediately felt the urge to take a photo of him.
Since her grandmother wanted a photo of him, she figured she might as well improvise and snap one right there on the spot.
However, she didn’t plan to do it openly; she intended to snap the shot on the sly.
So, the moment to put her photography skills to the test had arrived.
While the man’s attention was fixed on his laptop, Alana quietly opened the camera app on her phone and stealthily aimed the lens at him... Click.
A flash of light lit up the screen.
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