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The night was dark, and outside, thunder clapped and lightning flashed. It had been raining all day.
Adeline Dawson was curled up in bed. She'd wrapped herself in a quilt, but despite that, she still couldn't help trembling.
She had been afraid of dark, stormy nights since she was a child. She felt as if countless invisible hands were going to grab her and drag her into the abyss.
Adeline bit her lip. Even though her whole body was covered in sweat now, she still didn't dare to move a muscle or make a sound.
Creak.
The door of the bedroom slowly swung open. Then, Adeline heard the sound of leather shoes against the wooden floor.
Adeline's heart started beating fast, and she held her breath for so long that she began getting chest pains. Her mind started filling with horrible scenes that made her shiver.
She was alone in this big villa. In order to guarantee the privacy of the masters, the servants all stayed in another house behind the main residence.
Next thing Adeline knew, someone was pulling the quilt off her, which made her tremble even more.
"Don't..."
She screamed in panic, but that didn't stop the intruder from ripping away the quilt ruthlessly. Through her tears, Adeline saw a handsome man in a white shirt in front of her. It was Brendan Clemons, her husband.
"What are you doing here?" Looking at Brendan in front of her, Adeline felt her fears gradually subside. Her heart, which had jumped to her throat, slowly returned to its rightful place.
"Why? Were you expecting somebody else?" Letting go of the quilt, Brendan snorted and then began unbuttoning his shirt. With his slender fingers, he undid his buttons one by one, revealing his toned, honey-colored chest.
Adeline immediately blushed and turned away.
"Are you shy?" Brendan stared at his wife who was sitting up in a fetal position in bed. She had on a silk slip nightdress. She looked very nervous, and she wouldn't meet his gaze. One of the straps of her nightdress had fallen down from her shoulder, and the way she was curled up raised the hem of her nightdress to her thigh. Under the dim lights, her flawless skin looked even more seductive.
Brendan swallowed as he felt a little bit turned on.
Adeline and Brendan had been married for three years, and they had sex frequently. Seeing the expression on Brendan's face, Adeline immediately knew what he was thinking.
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