Chapter 411 She’ll Move Here

The next morning in the Sterling Mansion, Matthew’s suite was enveloped in a soft, muted darkness, pierced only by the occasional creak of the double bed.

The sound underscored the strength and vigor of its occupant, who stirred as the alarm clock rang with an insistent buzz.

Matthew emerged from beneath the covers, his expression startled but his body still full of energy. He was red and sweaty, yet remarkably unwearied.

“Huh? Is it already six in the morning?” Matthew mumbled, his voice showing disbelief.

Elaine, who lay beside him, was utterly exhausted. Her fatigue rendered her unable to respond or even move.

Matthew, gritting his teeth with a sense of determination, muttered to himself, “I was just getting started…”

He reached over to turn off the alarm clock, then threw back the covers and got out of bed.

As he opened the curtains, sunlight poured into the suite, revealing the disarray left from the night before. The room was a testament to the passionate encounter they had shar