"Huh? Innocent and pure male god?" Albrey Hamilton's cold thin lips brushed Oakley's cheeks gently, his hand gripping the person's pale and smooth chin. "Very funny, isn't it?" Albrey Hamilton's hand ruffled Oakley’s hair, tousling it. "Aren't you just a plaything?" Albrey Hamilton sneered coldly and domineeringly captured the lips of the person beneath him. Immediately, Albrey pinned down the person's waist and thrust into the person fiercely creating a loud papapa noise that resounded in the low-key luxurious room Oakley's eyes and face reddened which wasn't known if it was due to pleasure, fury or embarrassment. Oakley's eyes pooled with tears that slipped past his cheeks rapidly yet he only bit his lower lip, a stubborn and defying expression on his face. He refused to part his lips, speak or acknowledge the cruel words of the person hovering over him. "Naive." Albrey's thin lips curved in a cynical disparage. "How do you think your fans will react when they discover their pure idol sold his body to me to become famous?" Albrey sneered coldly, his eyes darkening with coldness at Oakley's silence. Oakley stiffened after hearing the ridiculing word that emitted from Albrey's lips.
View MoreOakley hurries through his clothes before finally choosing a suitable outfit.It turns out that a famous painter—and most especially Oakley’s favorite painter—is already waiting outside.In fact, Oakley has tried to meet with that person ever since he arrived in the country, but that person has always been an eccentric and busy person, so Oakley is unable to.Oakley doesn’t expect that the person who refuses to accept Oakley’s invite would personally come to the hotel Oakley books.Damn rich men. Oakley turns to Albrey and fires a dagger-like glare, but in the next second, Oakley retracts his glare.Well… if it isn’t for Albrey, how would Oakley be able to see his favorite star so soon and so easily?Oakley bites his lower lip, a distressed expression creeping on his face.If he had known beforehand, he’d have booked a better hotel.This person. Just letting the person show up like that without a warning. Oakley puffs out his cheeks again.Upon seeing Oakley puff out his cheeks and si
“Baby. Little oak tree. Oakley.” Albrey poked the person's thin waist and nudged Oakley continuously, his voice filled with remorse.Unfortunately, Oakley ignored Albrey fiercely and shut his eyes, feigning sleep.Suddenly, the hand that poked Oakley became naughty and purposely trailed down until it landed on Oakley's butt. Instantly, the person smacked it.“You…” Oakley's expression changed, and his eyes flew wide open due to rage.Oakley gritted his teeth and, without hesitation, he grabbed Albrey's hand in order to throw it off.But before Oakley could successfully do so, Albrey grabbed Oakley's hand and pinned it above Oakley's head.Immediately, Albrey got on top of the person, but he was careful not to rest his weight on the person beneath him.Oakley's expression changed, and he directed dagger-like glares at Albrey. “What nonsense are you doing? Hurry up and get off.”What Oakley didn't realize was that his way of letting out emotion in front of Albrey had changed. In the pas
.“Are you sure the drug is even working?” Albrey scowled at Klyce, who was at the other end of the phone call, his voice as fierce as thunder.Despite Albrey's cold voice, the hand wrapped around Oakley and the eyes that landed on Oakley are filled with exceptional worry and concern.Despite following all Klyce’s instructions, nothing seems to change. Rather, Oakley seems to be burning hotter with each second that ticks by.Only if they weren't separated by a few countries, Albrey would have directly ordered a guard to drag Klyce to the hotel so he could treat Oakley.Klyce stares at the ceiling, wanting to burst into tears.After such a hard day and just a few hours of rest left, Klyce had thought he'd spend the few hours left sleeping like a log.Who knew, in less than every five minutes, Albrey’s call would be the one to distract him from sleep?Klyce throws out his hands in the air. Albrey could have directly called a doctor to diagnose Oakley if he was worried.“I don't know, ok
Although Albrey is the sick one, young master Oakley is the one who is carried out of the bathroom in bridal style by Albrey Hamilton.Although Oakley thinks that the person already has enough with the tossing in the bathroom, who knows that the instant Albrey lays Oakley on the bed, he immediately presses Oakley down and continues from where he stops.Oakley bursts into tears while thinking that the person is a bully.This bastard always claims to be sick, but whenever he wants to press Oakley down, he always has overwhelming stamina.Oakley swears that if Albrey complains of weakness again after Albrey is done tossing Oakley about in the bed, he's going to fiercely kick the person in the ass.(Ahem. Author and everyone will pretend not to hear this monologue.)Albrey lowers his head, licks the person's ear, and utters in a husky and deep voice, “Little Oaktree, can it be that I'm not satisfying you enough? Even falling into thoughts…”Upon hearing this, a trail of chills courses dow
Upon seeing Oakley take out a bucket containing warm water while holding a clean white towel, obviously to wipe Albrey’s body, Albrey's expression changes and his brows contort. What is this little thing planning to do? Wipe him? What nonsense! This little thing is very daring. Upon seeing the unhappy face that lands on him, a surge of excitement and wickedness overwhelms Oakley. Since the moment Oakley woke up, he has been the one suffering in this person's hands. It turns out that this person has some things that he doesn't like, and it's exactly what Oakley thinks. Well, who asks Albrey to be sick? Sick people don't have a choice. He-he. Serves Albrey right! Despite these thoughts coursing through Oakley, none of this is hung on his face, if not for his sparkling eyes that betray him. Oakley carefully places the bucket next to the bed and carefully places the towel on the bed. Oakley’s lips curve up, and he pompously expresses with a glance that seems to say Albrey w
“Not hungry.” Albrey turns away sullenly and childishly rejects Oakley for the umpteenth time.Oakley grits his teeth in exasperation. This person can really be childish.He doesn't want to take drugs unless he's coaxed; he doesn't want to go to the hospital, nor does he want doctors to be invited.Now that Albrey is about to be fed by Oakley, Albrey is even rejecting Oakley again. How tiring! Albrey is really too childish.In fact, Oakley knows that what the person wants is to be coaxed by him.At first, Oakley decides not to fulfill the person's wish, wanting him to see who is in command now.Who knows that Albrey is truly too persistent and stubborn and can’t be swayed?Oakley grumbles and leans forward before placing a kiss on Albrey's lips.Immediately, Oakley leans forward, clears his throat, and raises the spoon toward Albrey's lips again.Yet, Albrey doesn't open his lips. Rather, there is a faint, teasing smile plastered on his face.At first, Oakley tries to act nonchalant,
Albrey's eyes suddenly part open. His eyes flash with mixed emotions, but in the next second, they regain their typical calmness.Albrey's eyes flicker in relief upon noticing that the fever has lessened a lot. The little thing won't worry like this.Suddenly, a certain recollection from the previous night flickers through Albrey's mind, making him lose his bearing. He lowers his head, and his eyes land on Oakley.Currently, Oakley is lying next to Albrey, and he burrows into his embrace, his eyes closed and his breathing rhythmic.Even without taking a look, it's not hard to notice that they are both naked under the blanket.Albrey's eyes darken, and his mouth turns dry.Didn't the person know how effortlessly seductive he is? Yet Oakley dares to lie nakedly next to Albrey without caution.If it isn't for the current situation, Albrey really wants to grab the person's thin waist, press the person down, and make him cry himself hoarse. Unfortunately...Albrey's eyes land on the naked
Cough. Cough. Cough. Achoo. Cough. Albrey Hamilton sneezes and coughs endlessly, his body shivering uncomfortably under the blanket. Oakley carefully wipes Albrey with warm water before feeding him ginger tea and healthy porridge. Upon doing so, Oakley carefully picks up the drugs that the hotel sent earlier, clearly to feed Albrey. Upon seeing the drugs, Albrey’s expression becomes unsightly. He turns to the side, sulking, clearly signifying that he won’t take any drugs. Oakley's expression changes immediately. Is Albrey a child? Even refusing to take a drug despite his condition? Who knew that the cold and domineering Albrey Hamilton is actually childish? Oakley grits his teeth and sighs helplessly while thinking that one can't call a doctor or visit the doctor yet still doesn't want to take drugs. How nice would it have been if Albrey came with his assistant or his people and not alone? Now Albrey doesn't want to take drugs even though he isn’t well. Can anyone be more c
“Bored? Want to play?” Albrey leans forward and pokes the ‘sleeping’ Oakley’s waist.Oakley slowly opens his eyes and stares at Albrey blankly, clearly uninterested.Albrey props his head and pokes Oakley’s cheek. “How about…” He fixates his eyes and makes contact with Oakley’s eyes. “Painting?”Upon hearing this, Oakley shuts his eyes and mumbles with a cold snort, “Not interested.”Oakley comes to country C so he can chase his love for art. He should know that Albrey will definitely find it easy to search for him.The person can even recall his favorite song and meal despite all these years. What is he thinking?The more Oakley thinks about it, the more he can’t help chiding himself for the sudden mistake. Oakley harrumphs and turns his back on Albrey out of indignation.Upon seeing this, Albrey’s brows knit and his face contorted slightly. Why is this little ancestor annoyed? Oakley likes painting the most, so why does it make him angry?And what makes Albrey puzzled is that he doe
"Huh? Innocent and pure male god?" Albrey Hamilton's cold, thin lips brush Oakley's cheeks gently, his hand gripping the person's pale and smooth chin. "Very funny, isn't it?" Albrey Hamilton's hand ruffles the hair of the person beneath him, tousling it."Aren't you just a plaything?" Albrey Hamilton sneers coldly and domineeringly, capturing the lips of the person beneath him. Immediately, Albrey pins down the person's waist and thrusts into the person fiercely, creating a loud papapa noise that resounds in the low-key luxurious room.Oakley's eyes and face redden, which isn't known if it's due to pleasure, fury, or embarrassment. Oakley's eyes pool with tears that slip past his cheeks rapidly, yet he only bites his lower lip, a stubborn and defying expression on his face.Oakley refuses to part his lips, speak, or acknowledge the person hovering over him while speaking cruel words."Naive." Albrey's thin lips curve upward in a cynical disparage. "How do you think your fans will...
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