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Chapter 791 Chapter 791 Nyla just wanted Damon to leave, so she replied with a frown, "I'll pay you back for it." "No way, this shirt means a lot to me," Damon said. Nyla ground her teeth in frustration. If it meant so much to him, why hadn't he treated it better? "What exactly do you want?" she asked. She glared at him, but given that she was sitting in the bathtub with her body partially exposed, it was more alluring than threatening. Damon's gaze deepened, and he grasped her hand before leaning in to kiss her again.

Just before their lips touched, his low, gravelly voice whispered in her ear, "I want you." Nyla clenched the edge of the bathtub tightly, her body instinctively tensing. In a moment of distraction, one of them accidentally hit the shower switch. Steam quickly filled the bathroom, drowning out all sound. The bath lasted for over two hours. 1 When Damon finally stepped out of the bathroom, holding a flushed Nyla, he wore a satisfied smile. He set her down on the bed and went to grab a towel to dry her hair.

Nyla was too exhausted to move, so she leaned against him, allowing him to do as he pleased. After drying her hair halfway, Damon brushed it and then turned on the hairdryer. Nyla rested her head on Damon's lap, absentmindedly tracing patterns on his knee with her fingers. As she felt his fingers threading through her hair, her mind involuntarily drifted back to the earlier scene in the bathroom, causing her cheeks to heat up again. Just as she tried to think of something else to distract herself, she suddenly felt a shift in Damon's body. She shot up and glared at him.

"You beast!" Damon merely stared at her before replying, "Don't worry. I promise not to touch you anymore tonight, and I will keep that promise." Seeing his seriousness, Nyla hesitated but eventually believed him. She didn't want him to keep drying her hair, so she snatched the hairdryer from his hands. "Have someone bring you a set of clothes. Get dressed, then go downstairs," she ordered. Damon swallowed and said, "Okay." By the time Nyla finished drying her hair, Damon had already changed into his clothes. "Do you need help getting dressed?" he asked.

1/2 Chapter 791 +25 Bonus "No, you go ahead," she answered. Damon nodded and pulled the door open to leave. Once the door closed behind him, Nyla pulled the covers back and got out of bed. The moment her foot hit the floor, her legs gave way. She nearly fell, barely managing to catch herself on the bed. After a moment to recover, she slowly headed to the wardrobe. By the time she changed and made it downstairs, several minutes had passed. Due to her injured foot, her awkward walking went unnoticed.

As soon as she entered the room, Mason put down his toy and rushed over to her, looking a bit guilty. "Mommy, let me help you to the dining room." Mason's sweet and considerate demeanor made Nyla smile. "Thank you, Buddy." With Mason's support, she headed to the dining table and sat down. Damon sat across from her, noticing her furrowed brows. "Does it still hurt?" Nyla looked up, unsure what he was referring to. "No..." "If it still hurts, just tell me, and I'll get you some medicine," Damon said. Nyla's face flushed, and she couldn't help but glare at him. Mason looked confused.

"Daddy, didn't the doctor give Mommy medicine when we went to the hospital earlier? Why do we need to buy more?" Damon cleared his throat. "Buddy, when adults are talking, you shouldn't interrupt. Now, let's eat." "Oh..." Mason still couldn't understand why they needed more medicine for his mom. Comments Support Share Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter.

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