Stuck In His Heart

The sound of water suddenly stopped, and then the bathroom door was opened, and the man came out in a simple bathrobe, relaxed.

He turned off the lights in the bathroom. There was only one light in the room above her head.

Richie's face softened under the orange light. His dark eyes revealed an unspeakable enchantment in the night.

It was like a flower blooming at night, as it became humble and alienated in the daytime. At night, there was an indescribable taste, and it was blurred.

When he saw the little woman curling up on the bed, his dim eyes were like the blazing candlelight which was almost extinguished by the wind.

Consuela closed her eyes. The other senses became extremely sensitive. She could feel that the soft bed slightly sank in and the man's cold breath blew in.

She could not calm down and her breath was slightly disordered. But the man's eyes were locked on her. The invisible pressure almost made her open her eyes to surrender.

He stared at her as if she was his sworn subordinate who had made a mistake. Startled, Consuela furrowed her eyebrows and opened her soft lips, as if she was in a dream.

He didn't bend down and looked away. He turned off the light, lay down and reached out his hand to the seemingly sleeping woman.

However, Consuela wasn't scared at all. She turned over and covered her face with her hands, as if she was protecting herself from a nightmare.

A nightmare? He thought that he might act as a guest of Consuela in her dream.

He stopped forcing her into his arms. He leaned close to her, smelled her hair and gradually fell asleep.

Getting closer to the man with a low temperature, Consuela felt resentful. She could do nothing but close her eyes and sleep.

The only thing she could do was to submit to the fate. She didn't know how long this kind of life would last, and when she would stop being desperate.

His long and clean hands

fresh air woke her up. Then, she got up and enjoyed the soybean milk made by Nancy. The strong and mellow scent

looking at his

in the comics were so bad, but the figures must be beautiful,

a demon

"If you can't get used to staying in the

deep that no one could

stay in the villa. Did the

expression on her face. "I don't get it. Why do I have to listen to

does he take me for? A

staying in the villa. You're not the only one who'll get hurt!" He picked up the tablecloth on the table and wiped the knife that

no emotion on his face at all, which was extremely surprising.

which was resting on her laps. "I'm not crazy. You promised me

about others' wishes, but

The

be a smile in the eyes of Richie, as if he was

he who made the decision to prevent her from going to the company and she carried it carefully. He only informed her of that at

Ye, you

but a living person with self-awareness. He was too arbitrary!

brightened as he heard Consuela calling his

you give birth to the baby."

be born a few months later. Would she stay here for the next few months? Stay in a state of ignorance?

long time before

and answered with a frown, "Because it is giving birth too

his own words all the way, and laughed at what she said. But, Consuela must take what