“Are you free, Spain?” He raised a brow and nodded. “My mom.” I looked at him in amusement. “Wow… you’re half British.” He sighed deeply and placed his lips on mine, then sucked my lower lip. I tried to push him away again, but he hissed and grabbed my waist. Before I knew it, I was already on his bed, with him on top of me. I stared at him in disbelief, his speed was unpredictable. “If you keep stopping me…” he moved to my ear and bit the tip. “Ahh…” I planned to wince in pain but ended up moaning instead. I was so embarrassed. His smile deepened. “Always ready, hmm.” “Ahh… no, that… I…” Wait, I what? I questioned myself. I noticed I’d become more speechless lately, wondering if that was a good sign. Then he chuckled, rolled off me, and stood up. “There’s something I’m curious about, page 46,” he said seriously, heading to the study. I sat there, both annoyed and confused. I didn’t know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn’t that. I stood up in displeasure and joined
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