Forced to Marry a Gay Billionaire Boss
He pulled a chair close to the bedside and plopped down onto it, making himself at home in the presence of Lance.
"I thought you’d be awake by now. Turns out still tucked in, I see," Ace let out a soft, mocking chuckle. "Having sweet dreams, are we?" He didn't move a muscle, his eyes pinned on Lance as he leaned back comfortably. "Where’s your precious babe? Is she not showing up... or maybe has she already crawled into another man's bed?"
Ace kept rambling. He couldn't care less whether Lance heard him or not. However, he hoped it was better that Lance would hear everything he said. His every word was meant to stir Lance’s emotional turmoil and send a rush of blood to his brain, making his
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