Chapter 1943

Bathed in soft light, Celena was a vision in her black pajamas, her skin luminous, her cheeks flushed, each gesture radiating an irresistible charm.

Liam could not help but gulp, then decisively took her hand, guiding her toward the bed.

Without a word of protest, Celena let him lead her, arriving meekly at the bedside.

Her heart raced as they drew closer. They had barely sat down when Celena abruptly stood up without waiting for Liam to speak.

However, her nerves got the best of her, and she nearly took a tumble. Quick as a flash, Liam caught Celena in his arms, and they both collapsed onto the bed strewn with rose petals. Celena found herself sprawled across Liam in a compromising position, her mind reeling, her cheeks flaming red.

"Liam, you... we..." she stammered, pushing feebly against his chest, trying to get up. However, her nerves betrayed her, and her attempts were futile. Liam, affected by her squirming, let out a low grunt, his breath quickening.

Celena froze, too s