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Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 882 - 881: Let’s Get Back Together, Honey (Part 2)
"Um, you’re a bit warm..."
Being so close to his chest, she felt his warm breath and the rapid beat of his heart.
Eva Nightingale raised her hand to touch him, poking his chest.
Something must have upset him, the man suddenly caught her little mouth and bit it: "Little one, let’s... reconcile."
In the end, he was the first to speak.
In front of her, keeping cool and abstinent, but in seconds, he’d crumble!!
This time, it was nothing else, purely because he felt sorry for her, that’s why he spoke up.
Little one, let’s reconcile.
Reconcile.
Eva’s mind went blank for a moment: "Huh?"
"Crown Prince, what did you just say? Did I hear wrong?"
"It seems I misheard, and didn’t hear clearly either!"
His deep, phoenix eyes shimmered with waves, quickly flashing a dangerously discreet look as he spoke: "Reconcile, darling."
"Return to me."
"Let me hold you and sleep every night..."
Little one, he discovered she’s changed? Not as foolish as before, become a bit naughty, misbehaving, knowing he can’t resist her and still she teases him, needs disciplining.
Eva listened to his words, pausing — was he trying to reconcile again? Was it his own words?
Every night let him hold her to sleep.
Sleep?
"How to sleep?" Eva asked directly.
"How do you want to sleep?" His tone filled with wicked charm, "Or... how do you say we could sleep?"
Or maybe...
"Do you prefer a certain position? I can satisfy them all."
Eva: "..."!!
Devil, he must be a devil.
No monster or ghost is as scary as him.
"I like sleeping quietly," she paused, "literally, just sleeping, not that kind of sleep."
"Alright." He leaned closer to her, his deep eyes filled with danger, gaze locked on her, "So, we’ve settled the issue of sleeping for now."
"Can we reconcile now?!"
"Hmm?"
The last word he said, with a slight upward intonation, since his voice was inherently pleasant, full of magnetism, hearing it this way, was downright enticing!!
"Alrighty." She smirked, cheeks flushed, "Let’s reconcile then."
She seemed to have waited for this moment for so, so long.
Because on that night in Eastern Europe, when she got angry, she said those words out of jealousy, and he got so mad that he told her they should break up.
His original intent was for her to plead.
She only needed to soften a bit, and could make him completely enthralled and head over heels!!
But that night, unexpectedly, she cried and cursed: Break up then, whatever you say is what it is.
At that time, a gentle breeze blew, chilling his heart to the core.
Why did they break up, didn’t she know? Wasn’t it all because of jealousy, jealousy, jealousy!
Back then, his heart was filled with fire, but now holding her, everything vanished into thin air, he hadn’t even noticed, loving to hold her, loving to spoil her...
At this moment, both couldn’t help but hold each other tightly.
Eva seemed to have forgotten, just days ago she was reminding herself to stay away from him, not to let her heart move for him.
Yet despite forcing herself to restrain, she found it futile, her heart simply wouldn’t obey her commands, and moreover, was controlling her to approach him, to follow him, to love him, letting him hold, pamper, and cherish her.
"Darling~" His cold lips landed on the corner of her lips, still like always, fearful of her rejection, didn’t directly land on her lips.







