Poe Vaughn sat on the sofa, motionless, even when Ava Sterling came in, he did not move. His deep eyes focused on the television, as if the broadcast was particularly captivating. But at this very moment, the fiery person came over directly, quickly sat next to him, almost pressing against his body, and even reached out her hand. In a moment, her hand fell on his forehead without his slightest anticipation. With lightning speed. Everything was as smooth as flowing water. His body froze, the eyes that were on the television fell onto Ava Sterling’s face. Ava Sterling didn’t pay attention to Poe Vaughn’s expression, but rather felt the temperature on her hand. So, where exactly did he feel uncomfortable? Thinking of this, Ava looked at Poe Vaughn’s face, scrutinizing it carefully. His complexion seemed no different from usual, without the slightest hint of illness, quite normal indeed. Could it be that he was sick without any visible signs on his face? Ava furrowed her brows, looked again at Poe Vaughn’s forehead, and then directly grabbed his hand, leaned forward, and the next moment her forehead was against his. At that moment, the air around them stagnated. Poe Vaughn looked at the person in front of him, at the face so close, skin fine and delicate, long thick eyelashes, eyes bright and spirited. Her lashes lowered, expression serious and focused, brows slightly furrowed, carefully sensing his temperature, without a trace of distraction. But his heart was in turmoil. He fixated on her cute nose, her rosy lips, heart pounding vigorously, his gaze altered. Inside surged a terrifying darkness, like a sea of ink silently rising. "No fever, did Mrs. Wei make a mistake?" Ava just wanted to feel Poe Vaughn’s body temperature, to see if he was truly uncomfortable. If she couldn’t sense anything, she’d ask directly or take him to the hospital if necessary. Anyway, she couldn’t let anything happen to him. After all, he’s the father of her future child, needs to be well taken care of. Ava spoke, a bit skeptical now, then lifted her gaze to look at Poe Vaughn, intending to move away from him. But at that moment, a strong arm landed at her waist, and before she could react she was pressed into his embrace, the next moment, Ava’s body was tightly against his. She widened her eyes at the person before her, but because they were too close, she couldn’t see his expression clearly, and in her daze, her lips were blocked. No, to be precise, she was kissed. At that moment, Ava’s eyes widened, completely dumbfounded. Could this person not be sick but drugged? The familiar sensation on her lips, firm and domineering, and her body was held firmly in his arms. She felt his body’s firmness clearly. This feeling was so familiar. Given they had shared a bed a few times, she roughly understood his body’s changes, now he certainly wanted to do that. Ava cursed internally. She had been considering how long it would be until their next bedroom encounter, didn’t expect it to happen so soon, catching her off guard. So, should she take advantage of this moment and try her best to see if a child could come out of it? For the first time, Ava wasn’t overwhelmed by Poe Vaughn’s kiss, instead, she was exceptionally clear-headed. Each of their intimate encounters was unexpected, she couldn’t even be sure how many times it might happen, fearing this might be the last chance for a next time, which made her anxious about having a child. But if it’s too early to have a child, she couldn’t do it either, being unprepared and it being bad for the child. Poe Vaughn felt the oddness in the person he cradled, stopped his kiss, and looked at the person in front of him. There was no lust in her eyes, instead she was thinking, measuring, hesitating. It was like she was calculating something. At this time, she was still able to calculate... Poe Vaughn’s eyes narrowed a bit, he stopped moving. Ava noticed Poe Vaughn paused, like a sudden extinguished flame, all around was surprisingly quiet. She came back to herself, her eyelashes fluttered, immediately looked at the person before her. And with this look, she gazed into his terrifyingly deep eyes. Ava’s heart contracted instantly, the next moment she hurriedly turned her gaze away, instinctively. His gaze was frightening, as though he wanted to see into her heart through her eyes, making her feel her thoughts could be easily discerned by him at any moment. This moment, Ava’s heart pounded tremendously, feeling very flustered. Poe Vaughn, observing her state, released her, the arms holding her noticeably loosened. Ava’s mind sounded alarms at once; this couldn’t happen! Such a good opportunity must not be wasted! No matter what, might as well get on with it! Ava decided not to overthink, threw caution to the wind, directly held onto Poe Vaughn’s neck and kissed him. However, Poe Vaughn didn’t respond, looking at the person in front of him, his deep eyes staring at her as before. She had things on her mind, calculating. Ava kissed a long time without reaction from him, as if he had no desire whatsoever, regardless of her actions he remained unmoved. Ava was quite displeased. Especially, after putting in so much effort, he gave no response, the feeling was notably uncomfortable. Thus knowing she should continue, at this moment Ava didn’t want to go on. If he wasn’t willing then fine, there’d be chances next time. Anyway, since the two were still in a contractual relationship, there would always be a chance. Even if there wasn’t, she’d create one! With that thought, Ava let go of his neck, intending to withdraw her hands and leave. But at that moment, he suddenly embraced her, and in a flash, she went from sitting beside him to sitting on his lap, he gripped her nape, forcefully kissing her. And his large hand also ventured into her clothes, indulging within. Ava was shocked, so he wanted again? She looked at the person before her, intending to see his expression at that moment, but with her front gone bare, a chill quickly swept over, Ava cursed internally, decided not to care, held him, returned his kiss. Just like that, the atmosphere in the living room heated, the surrounding quiet vanished. Sparks seemed to crackle and pop, the dry wood hissed and crackled as it burnt, Ava held the person in front of her, her consciousness disarrayed. The lights flickered before her eyes, everything around was unstable. Her lips parted, breath uneven, eyes turned hazy. Her fingertips gripped his shoulders, tightening with his intensity, unable to resist when she bit his shoulder blade. The action seemed to excite him further, causing him to treat her with more force, until Ava couldn’t take it anymore, a sound escaped her mouth. What was it about him, always so overpowering in these matters. Yet, always making it impossible to resist. Ava thought, he must have had many women before her, otherwise how was he so skilled? ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel·fiɾe·net Musing mindlessly, clearly lacking focus, and he sensed it, immediately treated her more forcefully causing her to cry out. And with that cry, she even heard her own echo. In that moment, something suddenly flashed through Ava’s mind, her expression suddenly changed.