The both of them had nothing on, lying naked under the blankets, Ava Sterling could clearly feel the strength of his chest. She could even sense that he still had the energy; if they were to continue, he’d have no problem. So, lying against his chest, she dared not move at all, afraid of inciting his primal instincts. Poe Vaughn kept his eyes closed, his arm encircling her slender waist, his chest pressed against her back; her body was soft, as soft as water, making him afraid to touch her more. It felt like she would shatter with a touch. He knew she was very exhausted. If it weren’t for her injuries, it would be fine, but she was hurt, so he couldn’t continue. Even though the fire within him was still raging, showing no signs of diminishing. However, the soft and helpless sound reached his ears, as if throwing a wad of cotton onto the fire, instantly causing it to flare up. His body noticeably changed. Ava noticed it, her body instantly stiffened, her eyes opened wide. "You... you... is the effect of the drug not gone yet?" She wasn’t joking; Ava really thought he had been drugged, which explained why he was so intense tonight, starting right in the living room. This was absolutely impossible before, so what could it be if not drugs? The trembling voice reached his ears, clearly frightened, but Poe Vaughn kept his eyes closed, not opening them. He didn’t make a sound or respond to Ava’s words. At the same time, he didn’t make any moves, as if he hadn’t heard her. Ava feared Poe Vaughn would come at her again; she really couldn’t take it. Yet, she hadn’t expected him to be so composed; even with such a big bodily response, he remained so steady. Such good self-control? Ava started to doubt, this strong self-control was completely different from the man who had just tormented her so fiercely. Is this still him? Poe Vaughn is just , he has two faces, she even suspected he might have a dual personality. Ava started to overthink, her body gradually relaxed, no longer rigid. But as she relaxed, his bodily changes became even more apparent, though Ava didn’t notice, as her thoughts wandered elsewhere. Even after all the action tonight, he still refrained from releasing inside. So... how should she achieve her goals? Ava furrowed her brows. Clearly, he doesn’t want children; if she suddenly asks him to release inside, he’d definitely suspect. This man is not an ordinary person; he’s Poe Vaughn. As soon as she has any ulterior motive, he can detect it, and once he does, she would have no chance. Therefore, she can’t say anything; she can’t let him notice. She must act in a way that makes him lose control impulsively... Ava squinted her eyes, and at that moment, she didn’t notice her legs being spread apart, followed by a familiar sensation from her body. Ava froze, and the moment after, the person holding her from behind kissed her... This night was very long for Ava; she didn’t even know how she fell asleep, just felt like she was lying in a cradle, rocking and rocking, not allowing any peaceful dreams. The night turned from deep to light, a new day quietly arriving, the flame that had been burning fiercely in the bedroom gradually dimmed at this moment. Poe Vaughn held the person in his arms, watching her sleeping face; her cheeks went from rosy to fair, and now pale as porcelain, flawless, enticing to the touch. He raised his hand, placed it on her cheek, touching her skin, soft and delicate like a baby’s. His movements were very gentle, just like itching on her face, causing her to frown, and move her cheek, avoiding his hand, burying herself in his arms. Meanwhile, her hand reached out, resting on his waist, initially to hold him, but perhaps due to fatigue, her hand became powerless, merely resting on his waist as if hugging. Her leg then lifted, intending to drape over his, but also seemed too tired to do so, merely leaning against him. Her whole body was nestled in his arms, like a docile little dog, fully trusting and relaxed. He knew she liked to sleep while holding onto something. Gazing at her brows and eyes, those long, dense lashes, distinct brows, charming nose, and smiling lips. His eyes wandered across her face, again and again without tire, just like his actions towards her and how he could never get enough. The sky outside gradually showed hints of light; the footsteps of the next day approached silently. After a long while, he lowered his head, his thin lips brushed her brow, then closed his eyes. The atmosphere in the bedroom quieted down completely, falling into slumber... Early in the morning, Mrs. Wei came over. After calling Ava Sterling last night, she hurriedly cleaned up the kitchen and then told Poe Vaughn she had family matters to attend to and would be back the next morning. Poe Vaughn replied with a hmm and said nothing else. So Mrs. Wei indeed went back home and came over early this morning. She just felt it was better for the madam and sir to be alone at home without many people around, especially since sir cared so much about madam. She wanted madam to feel sir’s devotion to her. So she left, giving them space, not knowing how they interacted or what happened between them. After all, she hoped sir and madam would be good, as both are excellent people and perfectly matched, she especially hoped they would be well together. Mrs. Wei, familiar with the combination, entered the villa, first putting down her bag and then checking if the living room needed tidying up. If necessary, she would tidy it up before heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. But to her surprise, she was stunned at the sight. The clothes and pants of Ava Sterling and Poe Vaughn were scattered messily on the sofa, carpet, and coffee table as if tossed there without care. Anyone taking a glance would know what happened here. Mrs. Wei was flabbergasted. She hadn’t expected the two of them to... to do such things right in the living room. Especially sir’s temperament, it definitely didn’t seem like... Mrs. Wei stood there, gazing at the scene, lost in thought. Until the clock in the living room suddenly chimed, the pointer reaching six o’clock, and she snapped back to reality. Upon regaining her composure, the first thing she did was quickly check upstairs, then grab her phone and retreat to a corner, watching upstairs while making a call. Shortly, the call connected. Mrs. Yu’s voice came through, "Hello." Follow current novels on N0veI.Fiɾe.net "Old Yu, let me tell you something. Last night..." Mrs. Wei recounted everything she knew and saw, to which Mrs. Yu was quite surprised, "Really?" "The clothes and pants are still laid out in the living room; if you don’t believe me, I’ll take a picture for you." "Take one, the old lady definitely wants to see." "Okay, I’ll take one now." Mrs. Wei hung up the phone and quickly took a picture of the scene to send to Mrs. Yu, and soon got a call back from her, "Third Young Master and the Young Madam shouldn’t be up so soon, especially the Young Madam. Later, make more nutritious breakfast to replenish their bodies, and clean up the living room." "The Young Madam is somewhat carefree, but ultimately she’s a young lady. If she knows you know, she might feel embarrassed and won’t cooperate with Third Young Master next time, you understand?" Mrs. Wei listened to Mrs. Yu’s words, glanced upstairs, and quickly nodded, "I understand, of course, I understand. I’ll clean up right now without letting the Young Madam see any traces." "Go ahead. I suppose the old madam would call you in a bit. Get busy first." Mrs. Wei hung up and hastily began cleaning up the mess, even calling someone to replace the sofa, coffee table, and carpet with brand new ones, leaving no traces for anyone to see. Once all was replaced, Ava Sterling and Poe Vaughn’s clothes and pants were washed in the machine. After doing so, she proceeded to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. At this moment, The Vaughn Residence.