CHAPTER 361

Just after a round of sex, Andrew Baines lay back on the bed, casually wrapped in a sheet while the woman next to him, the "banging hot chic" with dark, flowing hair, played with his hair.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and she leaned in, planting a kiss on his bare shoulder.

“This place is nice,” she purred, tracing her fingers down his arm.

Andrew smirked, glancing at her. “Only the best for you, babe.”

She laughed softly and settled closer to him, resting her head against his chest. They seemed comfortable, like this wasn’t the first time they’d done something like this.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The woman sat up, her eyes were wide with panic. “Who could that be?”

Andrew frowned. “Probably nothing. Just relax.”

But the knocking came again, this time it was louder.

"Go away!" Andrew barked, his irritation began to rise.

The woman was clearly nervous now. “What if it’s—”

“It’s not,” Andrew snapped, cutting her off. “Just stay calm.”

The knocking persisted.

Andrew
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