At 10:00 pm, Willow had just taken a shower. She changed binto /bba /bsilk bathrobe, feeling loose and rxed.

She sat in front of the dressing table, applying her sidncare products,

Suddenlyb, /bba /bsubtle noise bcame /bfrom the door. It was the sound of a key turning in the lock

Willow was about to walk to the bliving /broom to check it out when the uninvited guest had already let himself in.

It was none other than Julian

Willow sat back on the chair in front of the dressing table and observed him through the mirror.

He had

some snow on his shoulders and his hair was dark and shing. It was obvious that he had been standing in the snow for some time.

Willow asked softly. b“/bWhere did you get the key?–

Julian ced the key on the dressing table in front of her, saying matter–of–factly, b“/bbI /bmade a copy.”

Willow sneered, b“/bbYou’re /breally impolite.”

Julian stepped behind her and put his hands on the back of the chair. He looked deeply at her through the mirror, as if he was trying to see straight through her

After a long pause, he leaned in and whispered in her ear, “Tonight, I don’t feel like being polite.”

“What do you mean?”

“bIt’s /bexactly what byou /bthink Let’s fulfill our marital obligations and have sexb” /b

Naturally, she refused and said, “I’m not in the mood

Julian’s fingers traced the back of her neck, and like a lover’s whisper, b“/bI’ll make sure you are.

Afterward, he lifted her on

conto the dressing table and began to unbutton his coat

bWillow /bbwas /bbshocked /bby his actions. She grabbed his hair, breathing erratically. “julian, you’ve lost your mindb! /b

He gazed up at her, eyes dark with hunger. “I dun’t care.”

The lights were soft and warm. And soonb, /ball restraint was lost.

Afterward,

their hair was disheveled, and beads of sweat dotted their skins.

Willow wrapped herself in a thin sheet, her head resting against the white pillow as she was gasping. “You can leave now.”

With her bsoft /bcurves band /bwarm body next to him, how could be hear to leave?

Deep down, he was still mad about what happened with Jeffrey earlier in the day, but now he didn’t want to ran the moment with questions.

Instead, he held her gently by the shoulders and askedb, /bb“/bbYou /benjoyed it, didn’t you?”

Willow replied softly, “It was fine for a while, just like ordering takeout,”

Julian was furious. He tipped her over and said, “Then,

let’s go again

Willow pushed him away. Wrapped in the thin sheets, she left the bed and walked barefoot into the bathroom.

Amomentter, her voice came vaguely from the bathroom, “If you hadn’t made yourself a key, none of this would ve happened.

Julian, can you be bdectve /bfor once? Thisn’t like you.”

When he heard the sound of the running waterb, /ba thought slipped through his mind. He quickly stepped inside the bathmom.

Firully, be bbonught /bup Jetfiry His words weirdipping with jealousy bas /bhe demanded Willow btonit /bties with Jetftry…

Sey, she turned off the sheet and began drying herself with a towel

have an event to attendenon. I don’t have the energy to entertain you.

Julian took it from her, smoothly removing the towel from her bodyb. /bbThen/b, he gently put the robe on her and tightened the sash around her bwt/bb. /b

He looked bat /bher deeply and said, “Let me take a shower. Then, I’ll make you a midnight snackb./bb” /b

Willow felt like he was put under a spell.

The night deepened,

julian finished his shower and put on the clothes he’d worn earlier. Willow was the one who had bbrought /bthe gray shirt for him.

He stood in the kitchen and cooked his bspecial /bdish–bpasta/bb. /b

The confined space didn’t diminish his natural elegance. Under the bright kitchen lights, his sharp features were entuated.

Like an exquisite painting, he was definitely God’s masterpiece

Willow held a cup of hot cocoa white leaning against the door, staring at his btall /bfigure.

This was the first time she discovered that Julian could cook