That night, after taking a shower, Lily emerged from the bathroom, only to be pulled into his embrace by the man as soon as she got on the bed, pressed down on the soft king-size bed.
She didn't even have a chance to call out; her fragrant lips were already captured by Aidan Lucas's sensual thin lips.
The familiar hormonal breath intensified with the kiss, filling Lily's breath.
When the man's large hand skillfully slid down her side, parting the bathrobe, to go further, it was gently caught by the woman's soft hand.
"No, I'm not in the mood."
The dispute between Abraham and Molly had left her with no mood at all.
After seeing Molly off, Lily planned to have a good talk with Abraham. Who knew that the child would just lock himself in the room, not opening the door for anyone.
She talked to Abraham through the door for a long time. Finally, the door opened, and Abraham came out with a suitcase in his hand.
