Chapter 132: Elder Wei Warns Malcom

Ambrose whispered under his breath, "Oh God, she'll kill me if she finds out about this. How the hell did the pillows go off?" His gaze fell on Ava’s disheveled clothes, and he felt a twinge of guilt mixed with an undeniable sense of attraction. He moved closer, taking in the sight of her soft features. "Fuck, she's so pretty," he mumbled, unable to stop himself from inhaling her scent. It relaxed him in a strange way.

His heart raced as he carefully reached out to adjust her nightgown, hoping she wouldn’t notice anything when she woke up. Just as his fingers touched the fabric, Ava’s eyes fluttered open, locking with his. Instantly, a cold shiver ran through both of them.

Ava sat up quickly, her eyes drifting to his hand on her gown. She acted startled, her voice laced with mock accusation. “What were you trying to do?”

Ambrose's face turned pale. "Ava, it's not—"

“You were trying to pull my gown off, Ambrose?” she asked, her tone sharpening.

“No, come on, why would I—" Ambrose stamm
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