CHAPTER 9: CHAPTER 9: AS GRANDFATHER WISHED

Faye Turner had no choice but to go to the guest room and bring out a quilt for her grandfather, then return to the master bedroom.

Grandfather watched the door close, a satisfied smile on his face. He was quite confident about what was going to happen next.

The master bedroom was large, spacious, and luxurious, with a simple yet exquisite decor. A wide, soft double bed was the most striking presence.

When the girl entered, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, and behind the frosted glass, she could vaguely see the silhouette of a strong man.

She suddenly felt a wave of heat in her body, reached out to rub her brows, and her cheeks flushed involuntarily. This unprecedented feeling made her very uneasy.

In the bathroom, Adrian Lancaster also sensed something unusual. He furrowed his brow, and a sharp edge flashed in his eyes.

A strong sense of conquest enveloped him, as if it was going to devour him.

He quickly turned off the hot water and tried cold water, but it was of no use. This feeling surged over him like a tidal wave, growing stronger and stronger, his young, virile body felt like it was about to explode!

He was already certain that there was something wrong with that glass of milk, that his grandfather had tampered with it.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Faye’s condition wasn’t much better.

Adrian Lancaster spent who knows how long wrestling with himself in the bathroom, his rationality was on the verge of collapse.

The potency of the drug was too strong; he couldn’t resolve it on his own.

He opened the bathroom door and immediately saw the girl sprawled on the bed, struggling with unbearable heat.

She was like a newly bloomed lily, her long, soft, jet-black hair spread wildly around, presenting a deadly temptation to him at this moment.

For the first time, Adrian Lancaster lost control and leaned down, "Girl, you have an irrefutable responsibility for Grandpa staying over tonight, and you should bear the consequences yourself."

Hot breath spilled down, Faye felt parched, her heart pounding as if it would leap out of her chest.

Her consciousness was gradually scattering.

The man’s frenzied kisses fell on the girl’s cheeks, lips, neck...

In the living room outside, the lights were on, and the old man lay on the sofa, staring at the tightly closed bedroom door, daring anyone to come out. He’d break their legs!

As long as the two were in the same space, this matter had to be resolved cooperatively.

The medicine prescribed by Dr. Aiken wouldn’t disappoint.

Not just not disappointing, it was incredible. This newlywed couple went through it three times in one night.

The next morning.

When Faye Turner opened her eyes, she saw Adrian Lancaster standing by the bed, getting dressed. His tall, lean, and strong body was truly not inferior to a top model, without an ounce of excess flesh.

She forgot her physical fatigue, just staring at him in a daze.

The man fastened the last wrist cuff, picked up an expensive watch from the bedside table, and put it on, noticing in the corner of his eye that his wife was awake, but he never looked directly at her.

Adrian Lancaster walked out of the bedroom, and Faye also came to her senses and got out of bed.

Seeing the stain of red blooming on the sheets, she was somewhat dazed, a bit lost, her first time, just given to him like that.

Grandfather had long left, as if his mission had been completed, and the quilt was moved back to the guest room.

The house was left with this flash-married couple, the atmosphere a bit heavy.

"Grandpa gave me a gift in your name. I know this wasn’t your idea." Faye Turner held the bag and found Adrian Lancaster, starting the morning conversation, "It should be quite valuable, I haven’t opened it yet. I’m returning it to you."

He looked at the bag handed over, then looked at her, but didn’t take it.

The girl casually placed it on the display shelf beside her, "I’ll go make you breakfast." With that, she turned and went into the kitchen.

Adrian Lancaster, just by looking at the bag, knew it was valuable. It was the Lancaster Family heirloom, grandfather was really generous.

Then he was lost in thought, surprised that the woman was so pure, still a virgin.

In today’s society, this was almost an impossible thing.

Soon, Faye cooked up two bowls of tomato and egg noodles, with slices of liver and sprinkled scallions, looking very appetizing, "Breakfast is ready."

She didn’t dare to recall the details of last night, nor did she dare to look him in the eye.

"Give me your phone." Adrian Lancaster sat down at the dining table, reaching out to her.

The girl was startled for a moment, "What do you want to do?" She lifted her eyes and met his deep eyes, with a hint of bewilderment she handed over the phone.