"I'm tired, Regis. Let me sleep a little longer," Amora whispered, her eyes still closed tight, voice soft with the weight of exhaustion.Regis lay beside her, his strong arm wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her closer. There was no escaping it—she sank into his embrace, her head finding its place against his broad, muscular chest, the warmth of his skin seeping into her, calming her.Through the small crack of her barely open eyes, Amora caught a glimpse of the subtle, teasing smile tugging at the corner of Regis' lips. She couldn't help but notice how perfect he looked, his striking features and undeniable strength, a vision of a man who seemed untouchable.‘Why does he still have so much energy?’ Amora's thoughts were tinged with frustration.It didn’t seem fair. Now, lifting even a finger felt like an impossible task for her. Meanwhile, Regis seemed to glow with satisfaction, his handsome face exuding a confidence that only made him more irresistible."Baby ...." His voic
Amora’s breathing grew heavier. The heated exchange of saliva between her and Regis sent violent shivers through her body. Her mind drifted into a haze, surrendering completely to the way his tongue teased and indulged her.Slowly, Regis pulled away, breaking the kiss just long enough to draw in a breath, filling his lungs with much-needed air.“Amora, you’re driving me insane,” he growled, a wicked smirk curving his lips. The fire burning inside him was reaching its peak, and he was desperate to sate it.Without hesitation, he resumed his slow, intoxicating exploration of every inch of her. Just as he leaned in to claim those sweet lips again, Amora suddenly pressed her palm against his face, stopping him in his tracks.“Enough, Regis. I… I feel strange,” she murmured, her voice thick with emotion.But instead of pulling away, Regis seized her wrist, bringing her delicate fingers to his lips before slipping them into his mouth, savoring them one by one.“Regis!” Amora gasped, utterly
"Ray’s home, Mom!"A sweet and adorable voice echoed throughout the penthouse. Regis’s son had just arrived on the front terrace of their home. He quickly took off his school shoes and switched to more comfortable indoor sandals."You’re such a mama’s boy," Xavier teased as he walked in behind him. He had been the one to bring Regis’s son home.They had just arrived when the sky had already turned dark. After training earlier, Xavier had taken Rayden to an indoor play area at a shopping mall.As per Regis’s instructions, Xavier was supposed to bring Rayden home after 7 PM. Regis had also asked him to take Rayden out for dinner before heading back to the penthouse. However, Xavier had to return earlier than planned because the boy had gotten bored and wanted to go home quickly."Hah, just admit that you’re jealous of me, Uncle," Rayden shot back, making Xavier gape at him in disbelief."Tsk, you little brat!" Xavier ruffled the boy’s hair, but Rayden quickly dodged and ran inside."May
"Dad’s cologne spilled earlier, Ray."Of course, Regis was lying. He had deliberately sprayed fragrance all over the room to mask the lingering scent of his passionate encounter with Amora. Luckily, Rayden hadn’t caught him in the act.His father’s answer didn’t satisfy Rayden at all. His eyes roamed the room until they landed on his mother, who was lying in bed. That was strange—she never slept at this hour.Sensing something was off, Rayden rushed to her side. “What’s wrong with Mom, Dad?” he asked, his voice laced with panic.Regis approached his son, who had climbed onto the bed. “She’s just sleeping, Ray. Let her rest for a while,” he said gently, trying to reassure him.But Rayden wasn’t convinced. Seeing his mother’s eyes still closed, he shook her arm lightly.Regis let out a quiet sigh. He understood how worried his son was about Amora.“Mom, it’s me, Ray. Wake up,” Rayden said softly.Slowly, Amora’s eyes fluttered open, though they still looked drowsy. “R-Ray… you’re home,
Regis frowned as he spotted Xavier sprawled out on the long sofa in his living room. He walked over to him. "Xavier, wake up," Regis said, yanking the couch pillow that was serving as his friend’s headrest. "Hmm?" Xavier cracked his eyes open lazily. "I'm tired, Regis. Let me sleep here for a bit." "Who gave you permission to sleep here? Didn’t I ask you to take Ray home after seven? Why are you back so early?" Regis questioned, demanding an explanation. Xavier let out a heavy sigh before finally sitting up. "Your kid couldn't wait to leave. Like hell, I was going to stop him." Xavier yawned widely, rubbing his face roughly to shake off his drowsiness. "You have no idea how exhausting it is dealing with your son. He completely drained my energy," he complained dramatically. "Just tell me what you want. Don’t pretend," Regis said, seeing right through his act. Xavier's eyes gleamed, and a wide grin spread across his face. "You really know me, buddy.""I knew it," Regis replied w
The sound of knocking pulled Regis’s attention away from his laptop screen. "Come in," he said.Rayden’s face peeked out from behind the office door. The boy had come to fulfill Regis’s request from earlier."Just come in, Ray," Regis encouraged when he noticed his son’s hesitation.Rayden nodded and stepped inside. He had just finished showering and changed into his pajamas."Are you busy, Dad?" Rayden asked, eyeing the cluttered desk."Not really," Regis replied, motioning for his son to come closer.But Rayden remained standing before the desk, his eyes scanning the room. He rarely entered this office since it was usually locked.Rayden knew his father didn’t like unauthorized people entering the room, likely due to the important documents inside."What did you want to talk about?" Rayden asked, getting straight to the point.Regis closed his laptop and looked directly at his son. "I heard from your mom that you found out I’m your biological father."Rayden didn’t react. His expres
"Congratulations on your upcoming wedding, Amora! Your fiancé is the dream man for many women. You're truly lucky!"A broad smile curled on Amora Lysander's lips as her best friend, Chelsea Harrison, congratulated her. There was no denying the joy blooming in her heart, as her moment of happiness was just around the corner.In one week, Amora would become the wife of Chris Walden. A year ago, she met her future husband at an annual event for the Lysander company. She fell in love with him, and fortunately, her feelings were reciprocated. Their relationship was blessed by both families.Amora was attending her bachelorette party, organized by her college friends. The party was held in an exclusive, private lounge at a luxurious five-star hotel.The sound of pounding music and singing enlivened the small party in the room. Two young women, already drunk, were dancing on the table, while two others were busy cheering and clapping.Amora Lysander shook her head slightly and laughed at the
"Wh-What?"Amora's forehead furrowed. She couldn't quickly digest his words due to the influence of the alcohol she had consumed, but one thing she knew for certain was that this man would kill her if she didn't obey his words.Before Amora could respond, the man had already pulled her out of the room. To preserve her life and escape this bizarre situation, Amora could only surrender herself to follow the killer's demands.They hurried down the hotel corridor. Faintly, Amora heard several people chasing them from behind. More precisely, they were chasing the killer!'What on earth is this?' Amora screamed in her mind, her face astonished.Despite her head still feeling hazy from the alcohol, she could sense the danger surrounding her. In an instant, fear filled her mind.However, Amora could feel the reassuring strength flowing from the hand that gripped hers tightly, belonging to the man walking in front of her.'What is this strange feeling?' she wondered. Amora's heart raced faster
The sound of knocking pulled Regis’s attention away from his laptop screen. "Come in," he said.Rayden’s face peeked out from behind the office door. The boy had come to fulfill Regis’s request from earlier."Just come in, Ray," Regis encouraged when he noticed his son’s hesitation.Rayden nodded and stepped inside. He had just finished showering and changed into his pajamas."Are you busy, Dad?" Rayden asked, eyeing the cluttered desk."Not really," Regis replied, motioning for his son to come closer.But Rayden remained standing before the desk, his eyes scanning the room. He rarely entered this office since it was usually locked.Rayden knew his father didn’t like unauthorized people entering the room, likely due to the important documents inside."What did you want to talk about?" Rayden asked, getting straight to the point.Regis closed his laptop and looked directly at his son. "I heard from your mom that you found out I’m your biological father."Rayden didn’t react. His expres
Regis frowned as he spotted Xavier sprawled out on the long sofa in his living room. He walked over to him. "Xavier, wake up," Regis said, yanking the couch pillow that was serving as his friend’s headrest. "Hmm?" Xavier cracked his eyes open lazily. "I'm tired, Regis. Let me sleep here for a bit." "Who gave you permission to sleep here? Didn’t I ask you to take Ray home after seven? Why are you back so early?" Regis questioned, demanding an explanation. Xavier let out a heavy sigh before finally sitting up. "Your kid couldn't wait to leave. Like hell, I was going to stop him." Xavier yawned widely, rubbing his face roughly to shake off his drowsiness. "You have no idea how exhausting it is dealing with your son. He completely drained my energy," he complained dramatically. "Just tell me what you want. Don’t pretend," Regis said, seeing right through his act. Xavier's eyes gleamed, and a wide grin spread across his face. "You really know me, buddy.""I knew it," Regis replied w
"Dad’s cologne spilled earlier, Ray."Of course, Regis was lying. He had deliberately sprayed fragrance all over the room to mask the lingering scent of his passionate encounter with Amora. Luckily, Rayden hadn’t caught him in the act.His father’s answer didn’t satisfy Rayden at all. His eyes roamed the room until they landed on his mother, who was lying in bed. That was strange—she never slept at this hour.Sensing something was off, Rayden rushed to her side. “What’s wrong with Mom, Dad?” he asked, his voice laced with panic.Regis approached his son, who had climbed onto the bed. “She’s just sleeping, Ray. Let her rest for a while,” he said gently, trying to reassure him.But Rayden wasn’t convinced. Seeing his mother’s eyes still closed, he shook her arm lightly.Regis let out a quiet sigh. He understood how worried his son was about Amora.“Mom, it’s me, Ray. Wake up,” Rayden said softly.Slowly, Amora’s eyes fluttered open, though they still looked drowsy. “R-Ray… you’re home,
"Ray’s home, Mom!"A sweet and adorable voice echoed throughout the penthouse. Regis’s son had just arrived on the front terrace of their home. He quickly took off his school shoes and switched to more comfortable indoor sandals."You’re such a mama’s boy," Xavier teased as he walked in behind him. He had been the one to bring Regis’s son home.They had just arrived when the sky had already turned dark. After training earlier, Xavier had taken Rayden to an indoor play area at a shopping mall.As per Regis’s instructions, Xavier was supposed to bring Rayden home after 7 PM. Regis had also asked him to take Rayden out for dinner before heading back to the penthouse. However, Xavier had to return earlier than planned because the boy had gotten bored and wanted to go home quickly."Hah, just admit that you’re jealous of me, Uncle," Rayden shot back, making Xavier gape at him in disbelief."Tsk, you little brat!" Xavier ruffled the boy’s hair, but Rayden quickly dodged and ran inside."May
Amora’s breathing grew heavier. The heated exchange of saliva between her and Regis sent violent shivers through her body. Her mind drifted into a haze, surrendering completely to the way his tongue teased and indulged her.Slowly, Regis pulled away, breaking the kiss just long enough to draw in a breath, filling his lungs with much-needed air.“Amora, you’re driving me insane,” he growled, a wicked smirk curving his lips. The fire burning inside him was reaching its peak, and he was desperate to sate it.Without hesitation, he resumed his slow, intoxicating exploration of every inch of her. Just as he leaned in to claim those sweet lips again, Amora suddenly pressed her palm against his face, stopping him in his tracks.“Enough, Regis. I… I feel strange,” she murmured, her voice thick with emotion.But instead of pulling away, Regis seized her wrist, bringing her delicate fingers to his lips before slipping them into his mouth, savoring them one by one.“Regis!” Amora gasped, utterly
"I'm tired, Regis. Let me sleep a little longer," Amora whispered, her eyes still closed tight, voice soft with the weight of exhaustion.Regis lay beside her, his strong arm wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her closer. There was no escaping it—she sank into his embrace, her head finding its place against his broad, muscular chest, the warmth of his skin seeping into her, calming her.Through the small crack of her barely open eyes, Amora caught a glimpse of the subtle, teasing smile tugging at the corner of Regis' lips. She couldn't help but notice how perfect he looked, his striking features and undeniable strength, a vision of a man who seemed untouchable.‘Why does he still have so much energy?’ Amora's thoughts were tinged with frustration.It didn’t seem fair. Now, lifting even a finger felt like an impossible task for her. Meanwhile, Regis seemed to glow with satisfaction, his handsome face exuding a confidence that only made him more irresistible."Baby ...." His voic
"I hope you remember what you've said today. No regrets anymore, or ... I'll keep you by my side forever without any reason," Regis declared, leaning his face closer to Amora."You're the possessive type when you fall in love, huh?" Amora teased with a playful chuckle.However, her laughter was cut short when Regis suddenly captured her lips. He immediately savored the sweetness of the lips that had been tempting him all evening.Amora tried to follow Regis' rhythm, her arms slowly wrapping around his neck. This time, she met his kiss with intense passion.One of Regis' hands moved boldly, slipping inside Amora's clothing and finding a sensitive spot that drew a soft moan from her between their kisses. Slowly but surely, their steps carried them toward the awaiting bed, ready to be warmed by their embrace.Regis gradually broke the kiss, his chest still heaving. His sharp gaze softened, and his fingers gently brushed the strands of hair that obscured his view of Amora's captivating fa
A deep blush painted Amora’s tear-streaked cheeks. She couldn't deny her actions this time and lowered her face, trying to hide her embarrassment."Don’t you know that everything you do and say drives me crazy, Amora? I don't know what's happening to me, but there's one thing I’m certain of …." Regis’ eyes softened as he looked at her. "I love you."Amora froze, stunned by his confession. Slowly, she lifted her face and gazed into his dark eyes, which radiated sincerity and undeniable passion.Regis’ fingers gently brushed her cheek, and the intense emotions that had consumed him seemed to dissolve in the calmness now surrounding them.The only sound between them was their mingled breathing. Amora's heart raced as Regis’ tender gaze delved deeply into her, as though he wanted more from her than words could express."What’s your answer, Amora?" Regis' deep voice broke the silence, snapping Amora out of her daze.Instead of confessing her love, Amora stammered, "Th-thank you for loving
The question made Amora’s eyes widen. "N-no!" she stammered, quickly averting her gaze."Really?" Regis raised an eyebrow, flashing a mischievous smile. "If you're not jealous, as you say, then why are you so angry and disappointed right now?""I-I ...." Amora bit her lower lip, silently cursing Regis for reading her feelings so easily.Deep down, Amora was beginning to realize her true emotions. A sharp, unspoken pain filled her chest when she saw Regis arrive with Laura earlier.Amora had once thought that Regis' confessions might have been nothing more than fleeting feelings. She had been too prideful, dismissing his declarations of love. Now she realized that she had the same feelings for him. But her stubborn pride kept her from acknowledging them."Look at me, Amora." Regis cupped her face with both hands. Her face was tense, and tears still glistened on her cheeks from their earlier argument."Let’s be honest with each other. Tell me, how do you feel? Were you jealous when you