Lingering Passion: Mr. Sutton Wants to be Your Male Lead!-Chapter 162: Official Announcement on Moments

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Official Announcement on Moments

He says, does she believe?

Stella Grant presses her lips together, not responding, but clearly, she doesn’t believe.

With Silas Sutton’s words falling, seeing Stella not reply, he lowers his head, not kissing her, just brushing his thin lips against her red lips, "Stella, you don’t believe me, yet you ask me..."

Silas Sutton’s actions are flirtatious, his voice enticing.

Stella Grant’s breathing becomes slightly tense, instinctively stepping back.

Seeing this, Silas Sutton reaches out to hook her waist, pulling her into his arms, holding her chin with one hand, kisses falling like a storm.

Silas Sutton’s kiss this time is strong and undeniable.

Stella Grant struggles a few times but can’t break free. As Silas Sutton’s big hand slips under her nightdress, her eyes redden, and her waist softens.

After a while, Stella Grant is pressed against the wall beside her.

Stella bites her lower lip, panting lightly, while Silas Sutton’s eyes deepen, full of desire.

"Stella, do you want it?"

Stella doesn’t speak, her water-like eyes carrying an unconscious charm.

Seeing her silent, Silas Sutton withdraws his hand hidden under her dress, pinching her thigh.

The two gaze at each other, Silas Sutton waiting for her to yield.

Seeing through his intention, Stella begins to struggle.

Silas Sutton’s hand moves from her thigh to her slender waist, his voice hoarse, "Stella."

Stella raises her eyes to look at him, her face filled with emotion, shyness, and unease.

Silas Sutton lowers his head, his Adam’s apple moving, "Stella, you can sleep with me, but it’s not free... f*ck."

Stella’s little scheme is exposed, her cheeks turn red.

Silas Sutton’s thin lips move close to her ear, speaking huskily, "Not giving a title for now is fine, but you can’t date anymore, not even fake ones."

Stella clenches the hand hanging by her side.

Silas Sutton finishes speaking, not giving Stella a chance to regret, directly carrying her sideways back to the bedroom.

Between adults, some things are tacitly understood.

Not denying is accepting.

Stella has to admit, tonight Silas Sutton went all the way, the first two times he didn’t enjoy it at all, only focused on caring for Stella’s feelings.

Stella shudders beneath him, biting his shoulder at the peak of her need.

Silas leans down, letting her bite, his thin lips kissing her slender, fair neck.

Stella moans softly, Silas Sutton’s voice low and deep asks, "Does it feel good?"

Stella doesn’t answer, biting harder.

In the early morning, what Stella thought was the end, was actually just beginning.

She lies on the bed unable to move, sweaty, as Silas Sutton’s big hand hooks around her waist to lift her.

Stella turns her head, glaring at him with red eyes.

Silas Sutton leans down, sticking close, laughing lowly, "Can’t there be gender equality? Hmm?"

Stella finally speaks for the first time tonight, "I’m tired."

Stella wants to refuse, but the words come out both seductive and delicate. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

As her words fall, before Silas Sutton can respond, she blushes first.

Silas Sutton, after all, is someone who respects the rules, saying he values gender equality, he truly values equality.

Stella twice, him also twice.

Only his twice takes twice as long as Stella’s.

As the sky lightens, Silas Sutton carries Stella into the bathroom for a shower.

Stella lies limply over the edge of the bathtub, her gaze dazed as if still recovering.

When Silas Sutton finishes cleaning her and carries her back to bed, Stella speaks in a low muffled voice, "Silas Sutton."

Silas Sutton stands beside the bed drying his hair, chuckling lightly at her words, "Hmm?"

Stella, "I think dying in bed is a particularly unremarkable way to die."

Silas Sutton’s smile deepens at the corners of his mouth, "Are you complimenting me?"

Stella doesn’t respond to Silas Sutton’s words.

Neither saying it’s a compliment nor denying it.

She shrinks under the covers, eyelids drooping, and soon falls asleep.

After Stella falls asleep, Silas Sutton walks to the bedside and takes a photo of her with his phone.

Not capturing her face, only the long, soft hair outside the blanket.

After taking the photo, Silas Sutton posts on social media with the caption: Hoping this time it’s not a free f*ck.

At this hour, both those sleeping early and staying up late are asleep.

Starting at six-thirty in the morning, Silas Sutton’s phone explodes with messages.

[What’s going on?? Mr. Sutton is in love??]

[No way, is Mr. Sutton serious this time?]

[Hope it’s not a free f*ck this time, Fourth Bro, you were f*cked before?]

[I woke up this morning and actually saw Fourth Bro’s post with a woman.]

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Silas Sutton sets it to be visible to everyone, not just friends, but also company executives and partners.

Among friends, comments are mostly jokes, while executives and partners only offer congratulations.

Among the comments, only Ben Lawson’s comment is unique: Are you crazy, does Stella know you posted her on social media?

At seven-ten, Stella still sleeping suddenly gets woken up by a phone ringing.

Hearing the unfamiliar ringtone, Stella furrows her brow slightly.

The next second, the phone is answered, and a deliberately lowered man’s voice comes from behind, "Yeah, speak."

The call is from Ben Lawson, getting straight to the point, "What move are you pulling now? I don’t get it?"

Silas Sutton, "You don’t need to understand."

Ben Lawson asks, "Did Stella agree? Wasn’t she mad at you yesterday?"

Silas Sutton turns his head to glance at the person beside him, reaching out to bring her into his arms, saying in a deep voice, "I apologized last night."

Stella was truly exhausted last night, now she’s groggy and disoriented, "Don’t move."

Stella’s muffled voice surprises Ben Lawson, who after a while, curses softly, "Damn, Mr. Sutton, you’re sly."

Silas Sutton doesn’t reply to Ben Lawson, his thin lips touching Stella’s slender back, kissing it gently, saying in a low voice, "Mm, not moving, sleep."

With that, Silas Sutton hangs up Ben Lawson’s call.

Ben Lawson won’t let it go, quickly following with a message: ???

Silas Sutton: Who the hell is being sneaky, I put her directly under the sun.