Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 869: Taking Initiative

The man, resigned, stood by the sofa staring at her for a while, his hand withdrawing.

The bedroom they were in was quite large, tens of square meters, comparable to a small apartment.

Usually, with only one person living there, it seemed a bit empty.

But tonight, with Summer Sutton, she didn’t take up much space, but the room felt fuller, even the whole villa seemed more alive.

Summer Sutton had actually been awakened by the two shakes just now.

However, afraid of being kicked out, she lay on her side, pretending to sleep.

The man in bed seemed not to have slept either, Summer could feel that he seemed to be watching her.

How well does she know Adrian Walyon?

She could sense his gaze from behind her.

Summer Sutton gently tightened the sheet on her body, suddenly curious about what he was thinking now.

Was he thinking of how to kick her out?

Thinking of this, Summer closed her eyes tighter, fearing she’d be caught pretending to sleep poorly.

The lights in the room were all off, she couldn’t see his expression, unable to fathom him.

Summer Sutton’s peripheral vision drifted toward the bed, watching him silently, suddenly, she kicked the sheet with her leg.

She was wearing a dress, in the late spring, the material was thin and gauzy.

Her sleeping posture was already unruly, with that kick, her two fair and slender legs were fully exposed to the air.

Her skin was naturally very pale, so even without room lights, she still appeared visibly whiter than the rest of the room.

The man’s gaze behind her seemed to grow warmer.

Summer Sutton feigned sleep, casually turning onto her side, facing him directly.

After all, with no light in the room, he shouldn’t be able to see her pretending to sleep.

The night wind was a bit chilly, and when it swept over her body, it was actually quite cold. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Summer Sutton’s legs were exposed like this, cold to the point she almost shivered.

Bracing herself, she didn’t tuck her legs back under the blankets, continuing to watch him.

Actually, to know if he’s Adrian Walyon was easy.

Under normal circumstances, with Summer putting herself out there, Adrian wouldn’t last more than three minutes.

She already planned, if he couldn’t resist wanting to get intimate with her, she’d take the opportunity to unveil his mask.

In the pitch dark, Summer Sutton could feel the spark in the man’s eyes on the bed.

His gaze swept up and down her body, as if he was struggling.

After several minutes of silence, he suddenly stood up, slowly walked toward the sofa.

Summer Sutton held her breath, her nerves taut as a string.

Her heart was beating fast, hearing the footsteps getting closer, she nervously twisted the sheet in her hands, suddenly worried about what to do if she failed to unveil his mask later.

The man was already beside her, his footsteps vanished next to her.

Through her squinted eyes, Summer Sutton could see his long legs and bending body.

Seizing the moment when his body was about to touch hers, her arm suddenly lifted, encircling his neck.

She feigned sleep, her arms flailing in the air casually, once entwined around his neck, gently pulled his body toward her.

The person beside the sofa perhaps lost balance, his sturdy body pressing onto hers.

The collision of two bodies, the man’s body noticeably stiffened for a moment...