FreeNovelZach had already removed her panties and gently parted her legs. After putting some ointment on his fingers, he carefully applied it between her thighs.
Madelyn had her face buried in the blanket, wincing from the pain.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZach turned her over, spreading her legs again. It felt awkward, but Madelyn couldn't resist; she was too weak. She let him do what he wanted to.
"Are you finished yet? I'm running out of time," Madelyn muttered, nervously biting her lip and avoiding eye contact.
Zach, squatting at the edge of the bed, examined the view of her fully exposed sensitive spot, seemingly enjoying the moment.
He asked, "Does it still hurt?" "It doesn't hurt anymore... Are you... finished?" Madelyn replied, her voice trembling slightly.
"If you don't want it to hurt all day, wait for two minutes. Let the medicine do its job." "It wouldn't have happened if you didn't touch me!" Zach rose slowly, a hint of amusement in his eyes as he noticed her embarrassment. His desire began to simmer once more. But he understood that, given her current condition, she couldn't handle much more. His rational side took control, keeping his impulses in check.
He wiped his hands with a napkin. "Don't take sleeping pills anymore; They're not good for your health." Madelyn hopped out of bed and quickly got dressed. "My business isn't your concern. Go take care of Cecilia instead." Zach glanced at her, noticing her moodiness. "She sure has a fiery temper.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNo matter how fast Madelyn walked, Zach easily caught up with her.
Inside her head, she said to herself, 'l wasted too much time last night. | won't make it to the studio on time. If Prof. Monet goes there and sees I'm not around, he'll think I'm slacking off for sure." There was an attendant in the elevator. "Mr. Jardin, your lunch is all set according to your liking." Zach responded, "Sixth floor." "Of course, Mr. Jardin." Madelyn shook off his hand. "You can eat lunch by yourself, but | have to go to the studio. I'm running out of time." "Come on, have lunch with me." "| really don't want to!" Madelyn threw a little fit, and when the attendant glanced her way, the attendant put on a faint smile. "Miss, Mr. Jardin ordered this lunch especially for you. We selected the ingredients and made everything fresh this morning, so it's very healthy. You should really give it a try." Madelyn responded, "I don't even know him. He basically kidnapped me here." She then shouted at Zach, "Let me go!" She struggled, her wrists feeling trapped.
Zach tightened his grip. "Don't make a scene. Be a good girl, eat, and then you can leave." "Zach, are you even understanding human language?" Zach looked at her, his handsome face showing a soft smile, but his eyes were like ice. "Stop causing trouble, got it?" Madelyn's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly quieted down.
At the restaurant, the waiter brought out potato leek soup. Zach said, "You didn't have breakfast, so start with some soup." Madelyn didn't say a word; she just quietly accepted whatever he had ordered.
Even when the main course had stuff she didn't like, Madelyn didn't complain. She simply pushed those bits to the edge of her plate.
This meal was different from their usual ones, oddly quiet.
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