Chapter 1006 - 1009: Raised to Eat

"Does your heart ache?" Yulia O’Connell’s fingers caressed his strong chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat there.

"Little minx, it’s all you here, do you think it aches?" Cole O’Connell pinched her chin, lowered his head to kiss her—a kiss that grew deeper, as if he was swallowing her whole.

Within his towering body, layer upon layer of raging fire ignited.

The taste of that night had lingered in his body these past days, unable to dissipate. God knows, he was almost driven mad with longing for her these couple of days.

"Did you miss me?" Cole O’Connell’s hand slid over her smooth spine, landing at her tailbone, his thumb provocatively sending shivers of pleasure through her.

Yulia O’Connell’s fair face flushed deeply. Her hands resisted, unwilling to voice the primal desire her body also felt for him.

Yet their identities were like a barrier, blocking them, unable to be pierced.

"Promise me, don’t reveal our relationship tomorrow, okay?" Yulia O’Connell gasped.

"What relationship are we?" Cole O’Connell deliberately teased her.

"I don’t know."

"We’ve shared a bed, yet you don’t know?"

Cole O’Connell spoke in a low voice, his large hand gliding over her body, slipping beneath her dress.

Yulia O’Connell’s eyes suddenly widened, "You, get away!"

The driver at the front couldn’t resist glancing at the rear-view mirror twice, meeting Cole O’Connell’s warning gaze, he immediately withdrew.

Back home,

He couldn’t wait to take her into the bedroom, demanding her over and over, like a madman unable to control himself.

Yulia O’Connell’s face was buried in the pillow, while the man behind her continued unabated!

Two days later, a birthday party.

After a few days apart, the two women sitting on the sofa were lost in endless conversation.

Jared Quinn and Cole O’Connell sat helplessly on another sofa.

"Congratulations," Leon Rivers nudged Cole O’Connell’s arm, "finally grown up, can feast now, huh?"

"Tonight, shouldn’t we be celebrating Cole’s finally not having to hold back, getting to indulge?" Harold Chapman just walked in and added.

Leon Rivers turned his head to see a small figure, Chloe Summers, following behind Harold Chapman. Who knows, perhaps his previous actions scared her, so Chloe Summers had been avoiding him, not seeing him.

He turned his stunningly handsome face, as if seeing nothing, a complex glint in his eyes.

Chloe Summers kept her head down. She hadn’t wanted to come, but clung to Harold Chapman to make it here nonetheless.

"Go play with them," Harold Chapman pointed to Melody Thorne and Yulia O’Connell not far away.

"Okay," Chloe Summers obediently walked over.

Harold Chapman slapped Leon Rivers on the shoulder, "What’s wrong, Leon Rivers? You used to think you were the most suitable for my sister. Now, no acknowledgment—do you think she’s outdated for you, and you have a new love?"

Leon Rivers swatted Harold Chapman’s hand away, "You should know what her heart thinks, why mock me?"

Harold Chapman chuckled softly, leaning over to whisper something in Leon Rivers’s ear.

Leon Rivers’s once dim eyes sparkled a bit.

After a while, the three women chatted, and Yulia O’Connell was pulled by Cole O’Connell to dance. Chloe Summers headed to the restroom, splashing some cool water on her face, no longer revolving around Harold Chapman like a child.

These days, she appeared somewhat mature. As she turned, she saw Leon Rivers standing outside the restroom, smoking, the pale smoke veiling his handsome face.