CHAPTER TWELVE

MARY LYNELLE

Henry and I looked at each other when I came out of the bathroom. He glared at me even though he was talking with someone on his cellphone, he immediately put it down on the bed when he saw me.

He stepped closer to me. I couldn’t help but be embarrassed at my stance because of his melting stares. Only a towel covered my naked body.

"I-I'm going to get dressed." I told him not to look.

The corner of his mouth rose at what I said.

"Now you're still embarrassed even though I've seen even the mole you hid." He smirked. "Let's not leave." As he holds my waist. I rested my two palms on his wide chest.

I pinched him on the side and snob at what he said. He just stroked it and didn't complain.

This man is naughty. Doesn't he know that I still feel sore because of what he did?

"I miss you already love." He said and immediately crushed me with a deep kiss. I resisted being attracted to him even though I wanted to respond to his kiss.

"Henry, please! I still feel sore so behave!" an