Ava quickly called out, even patting Poe Vaughn on the back. She was obviously anxious, as if something big had happened. Poe Vaughn stopped his actions, but the grip on her slender waist didn’t lessen at all, it was as if it was brewing, ready to erupt at any moment. He paused, but Ava didn’t dare to relax. She nervously glanced around, then realized that besides her and Poe Vaughn, there seemed to be no one else in the vast villa. However, it was too big, so big that she felt a bit panicked. As if what they were doing was being watched by someone. Ava felt very guilty, especially guilty, with a sense of being in a live broadcast. Where could Mrs. Wei be? Did Mrs. Wei see what just happened? Thinking of this, Ava’s whole body tensed up, and as she did, Poe Vaughn’s eyes darkened for a moment, the large hand gripping her waist seemed ready to snap it the next moment. Yet Ava was completely unaware, her mind was consumed with thoughts of Mrs. Wei, fearing that if she and Poe were seen by her, she truly wouldn’t know how to face anyone. But strangely, there wasn’t a trace of Mrs. Wei to be seen. Though usually she was either here in the villa or there, now there was neither a trace nor a sound, as if Mrs. Wei wasn’t in the villa at all. Mrs. Wei was always in the villa, there was no reason for her to be absent today, and anyway... Before she could think further, Ava suddenly fell back, her whole body collapsed onto the soft sofa, and she was dazed. Newest update provided by N()velFire.net But only for a moment, because Poe Vaughn, entirely heedless, began to invade her body, like hot magma rushing inside her, making Ava instantly unstable. Her breathing became completely chaotic. Her nervousness vanished, as did her panic, led by him, she had no room to care about anything else. But after a while, when she could slightly catch her breath, Ava quickly said, "Mrs. Wei... Mrs. Wei..." "Mrs. Wei will see..." She spoke these words, panting and intermittently. It’s a wonder she could still think of this at such a time. Poe Vaughn looked at her, someone who never cared now seemed to feel embarrassed, her hands gripping him, urgency, and tension written all over, totally devoid of her usual reckless indulgence, seeming to plead. And Ava pleading looked completely different, appearing soft and weak, like a delicate flower, making him want to treat her more harshly. With that thought in mind, he did just that, even forgetting about her injuries. He lowered his head to kiss her fiercely, to possess her fiercely. Only then did he feel she was his. Ava realized that no one could stop Poe Vaughn from doing what he wanted. Neither she nor Mrs. Wei could. Perhaps Mrs. Wei had hidden the moment she saw them together. After all, Mrs. Wei was quite perceptive. But how could Mrs. Wei hide? The villa was large, but with Ava and Poe Vaughn in the living room, the noise they were making was almost impossible for Mrs. Wei not to hear, wasn’t it? Ava had never thought that one day she would be on a live broadcast, especially considering the scene, she couldn’t accept it. So, even with Poe Vaughn’s constant antics, she remembered this. He kissed her and she would push him away with muffled protests, but he wouldn’t let her go, tormenting her hard, she would grip him and speak intermittently, but either way, it couldn’t continue in the living room. In the bedroom, anything goes, but not the living room. She was so focused on this dual task, it seemed like if he didn’t listen to her, she would continue , and Poe Vaughn seeing her in such a state, felt helpless, his body pressing against hers, his thin lips kissing her temples, his voice husky, "Mrs. Wei went home." Ava was instantly dumbfounded. Earlier Mrs. Wei was calling her, how could she just go home? Without waiting for her to think more, he held her hand, interlacing their fingers, his lips meeting hers, the aggressive kiss now softened, just like his movements, turning gentle. Ava couldn’t take it anymore, her consciousness was gradually muddling. He probably didn’t intend for a live broadcast, even with someone as old as Mrs. Wei. So, what he said was likely true. If he were lying, she... she wouldn’t let it go with him! Feeling relieved, Ava no longer thought much about it and began to cooperate with Poe Vaughn, and quickly, the earlier gentleness disappeared, returning to the previous domineering harshness. The living room’s temperature rose, the flames burned even more fiercely... Outside, the night turned from gray to dark, and then to deep dark, as time passed bit by bit. Ava didn’t know how long they’d been at it, she only knew they went from the living room to the bedroom, and then to the bathroom, she was left totally exhausted, nearly hanging onto him, allowing him to satisfy his desires. Normally, Ava should have been tired, but not tonight. Perhaps she had slept well last night, so even with all his antics now, she remained clear-headed. Warm water splashed onto her body, leaving everything moist, even blurring the figure before her eyes, including him. Ava gazed hazily at the person in the misty water, his exquisite features, deep, terrifyingly deep eyes. Clearly, so much time had passed, yet he seemed tireless, relentlessly ravaging her body. Unable to hold back, Ava said, "Poe Vaughn, if you keep this up, you’ll wear me out sooner or later..." She was considered to have good stamina, yet she couldn’t handle his such incessant antics, if it were someone with poor endurance, they might have passed out long ago. Her weak, soft voice fell into his ears like a cat’s paw, scratching his heart and making him itch inside. In that moment, he turned her around, pressed her against the vanity, and once again fiercely collided with her. Ava couldn’t say anything anymore, only low, cat-like cries, making one’s heart race. Outside, the night was completely silent, without a sound. The time was now past midnight. Ava was carried out of the bathroom by Poe Vaughn, and at this point, he finally stopped, holding her as they lay in bed, covering them with a blanket. Ava slightly opened her eyes, looking out at the deep night beyond the window, so dark that she couldn’t see her hand in front of her face, then she closed her eyes. Now, she was so tired she didn’t even want to speak. Yet strangely, she wasn’t sleepy at all, still fully awake. And Poe Vaughn, holding her, had ceased his antics, but his breath on her hair remained scorching, burning her. Ava frowned, memories of the previous night at Crestwood Manor floated in her mind, he had tormented her for a long time then too. So after a while, when she gathered a bit of strength, she said, "Poe Vaughn, were you drugged before?"