Chapter 125

Chapter 125:

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“You think I’m dirty?” He arched a brow, his voice low with teasing. “There’s not a single part of you I haven’t—”

She hastily clapped a hand over his mouth, eyes darting around. Thankfully, the nearby servants were busy, oblivious. “Damien, one more word and I’ll be furious.” Her voice trembled, fire sparking through the blush staining her cheeks.

He caught her hand and pressed a kiss to her fingers. “Alright, alright. I’ll shut up. From now on, pillow talk stays in the bedroom.”

“You’re still talking!” she snapped.

“Not another word.” He grinned, ruffling her hair. She blushed so easily. How was he supposed to lead her into all the wonders of intimacy?