บททั้งหมดของ Babysitting My Ex-Fiance's Son- Taming My Cold CEO: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Everyone's eyes were drawn to her and Dante's conveyed confusion. "I..I had put pillows," she explained, feeling a sense of unease growing in the pit of her stomach. "Millie just said there were no pillows," Eviana pointed out, her voice laced with confusion, her brows furrowed. Maya's gaze was firmly locked on Dante, silently pleading with him to believe her. He should know that she would never put Vincent's safety at risk. He was her lifeline. "You must have imagined that you placed the pillows. It happens when we are exhausted," Eviana remarked with a sympathetic tone. "I..I don't think so," Maya replied, now a bit uncertain. Did she really imagine it? Did her mind really play a trick on her? Her eyes watered a she thought about it, his silence weighing heavily on her. Dante reached her in three strides and handed Vincent to her, letting her know he believed her. "I believe you," he declared. Relief washed over her tensed features, a tear of relief slipping down her eyes.

"Moan my name, baby. Let me hear it," he commanded in a low growl while fucking her in a ruthless tempo. "No," she refused in spite. She wasn't going to melt that easily. He increased the intensity of his thrusts, pushing her beyond her limit. She felt his cock driving in and out of her at a relentless tempo. "Say it," he demanded, impatient to hear her moan his name. "Migu...ooohhhh" he slammed in so hard that she blanked out a for a moment. Her body convulsed involuntarily as she felt freefalling into the whirlwind of euphoria. However, before she could take her dip, a sharp sting force stopped her. His fingers crushed her clit, denying her the utmost pleasure."You jerk," she whined in annoyance, even trying to hit him with her tightly clenched fists. But her punches barely hurt him. "You want it?" he questioned with a smug smirk. She looked up at him with her half-open eyes. "I hate you," she murmured, her mind wrapped in a thick haze of lust. She wished to glare at him

Dante strolled in carrying a large polybag. His sturdy, tall build made her room feel unexpectedly small. He placed the polybag on the mattress and turned his gaze up on her. "It has insect repellent and other stuff you would need in Australia," he told her. She glanced at the bag briefly before reconnecting their gaze."Thank you," she replied, touched by his thoughtfulness. He gave a subtle nod before lapsing into a contemplative silence. "I am not going to Australia," he disclosed. 'You're not?" she asked, surprised by the revelation. "You were right. I am overthinking. I should support you instead of being jealous for no reason," he admitted sincerely. There would be no difference between him and Paulo if he also tried to control her. He was going to help her grow and find herself then clip her wings. Even if it meant, tormenting himself. A gentle warmth spread across her face after hearing his confession. She sauntered towards him and grasped his hand. Bringing it to her

After finishing the meeting, she was returning to her hotel when her car stopped at a red light. Her gaze drifted to the world outside her window. The sun had just set. Her mind wandered over to Dante, a smile flitted across her lips. He must be deep in his sleep right now. She still sometimes couldn't believe they were together. She still clearly remembered the day his car had bumped into her. Her faith in destiny had been reaffirmed since then.Her thought came to an abrupt halt when she caught a very familiar face among the crowd outside. The blood froze in her veins. But just as quickly as she saw him, he vanished. The person was gone in a flash. "Paulo," she whispered, both in disbelief and horror. She searched for him in the blur of moving people but to no avail. He just materialized and disappeared in a second. Was he really there? Or did she imagine him? How could he be in Australia? It had to be a misunderstanding but dread had settled deep within her. She was tempted

Maya paled as she met his seething eyes. He was mad. She remained frozen like a statue as he closed the distance between them and seized her hand in an ironclad grip. While Miguel struggled to recover from the blow, Dante pulled Maya away, dragging her out of the place. She teared up, realizing he had misunderstood the situation. "What you're thinking isn't right," she explained, her voice slightly trembling. He didn't respond and that fueled her already growing anxiety."Nothing happened between us. I was about to push him away, I swear," she swore as they entered her room. "Say something," she pleaded in desperation. His indifference was cutting through her like a sharp dagger. Her breath broke out in a gasp as he pushed her against the wall. His face surged forward filling her vision, a storm of emotions passing through his eyes. And the next thing she knew, his mouth was on hers devouring her vigorously.She didn't dare deny him access as his tongue prodded the seam of her li