PopularNovelLucas turned and stumbled back toward his bedroom, collapsing face-first onto the bed, completely drained of
energy.
Aveline glanced around before starting to search for the first aid kit. After a few minutes, she finally found it
beside the TV cabinet. She pulled out a thermometer and walked back into the bedroom. "Let's check your
temperature first."
She approached the bed and aimed the digital thermometer at Lucas' forehead. The reading quickly appeared on
the small screen-39 degrees Celsius.
Definitely a high fever.
Aveline found sfever-reducing medication, filled a glass with water, and returned to the bedroom.
"Lucas, take the medicine."
The man lying on the bed didn't respond.
She placed the water and pills on the side table and gently pushed his shoulder. Still no reaction.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Lucas?"
Aveline reached out to touch his face. The moment her fingers brushed his skin, she felt a wave of intense heat
radiating from him. Before she could react, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and she was pulled onto the bed.
Lucas' fevered body pressed against hers. "What are you doing, Lucas?"
Aveline tensed, her hands pushing against his chest, trying to keep sdistance between them.
Lucas's weight bore down on her, his half-closed eyes staring at her with a frown.
"Aveline, you're so fierce," he murmured in a raspy voice, his flushed face looking strangely vulnerable.
Aveline frowned, "I told you to take your medicine. Why are you pullingonto the bed?"
Lucas gazed at her steadily for a moment, then reached for the pills and swallowed them with a gulp of water.
"I took them," he said, setting down the glass and looking at her with an expression that almost seemed like he
was seeking praise.
Aveline pushed against him, "Now get up. You're too heavy."
She felt like he was crushing her.
But instead of moving, he only sank further down, his hot breath brushing against her ear. He closed his eyes
and fell into a heavy sleep, his breathing deep and labored.
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"Hey!"
Aveline struggled to breathe as his weight pinned her down, her body wriggling as she tried to free herself.
"Stop squirming," Lucas's raspy voice cthrough. He tightened his hold on her, mumbling, "If anything
happens, | won't be held responsible."
Aveline sensed something too. His body was burning hot, and now it felt like he was trying to melt into her.
She felt too warm and quickly began sticky feeling making
to at theble. But he was too
her
heavy, pinning her down tightly, and she couldn't break free.
She suddenly began to reconsider why had she chere in the middle of the night?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut there wasn't much she could do now. After struggling for half the night and still recovering from her own
cold, exhaustion finally took over, and she drifted off to sleep.
The next morning.
Aveline felt someone moving against her body.
She frowned, trying to push them away gently. Then, suddenly, she felt his lips on hers.
Her consciousness snapped back into clarity, and her eyes flew open to see Lucas kissing her with intent. "Let
go, mmph..." she tried to resist, but the moment she spoke, he took advantage, deepening the kiss. They hadn't
moved much throughout the night, and now their position made it all too easy for him. Aveline's body shivered,
his heat radiating into her, making her tremble.
This bastard!
The intense morning activity left her breathless, and any chaotic thoughts were cast far away.
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As the storm of passion subsided, Aveline's breathing was uneven, her fingers trembling slightly.
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