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- “No way.” Joycelyn exclaimed, slipping off her shoes and darting to the other side of the room.
- “I was just joking!” she added quickly. “Why are you taking it so seriously?”
- It was the first time Joycelyn had seen Ellison looking so serious The sight made her burst into carefree laughter, even as a trace of panic bubbled beneath her amusement.
- Though she had provoked him, she remained calm, confident that she could always admit her mistake and concede defeat if things spiraled out of control.
- Ellison snorted, fully aware she was teasing him. His dark eyes sparkled with mischief as he replied, “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it. We’ll discuss this in bed later.”
- “I think the sofa looks really comfortable,” Joycelyn declared as she dashed to the large, plush sofa by the floor–to–ceiling window, flopped onto it, and clutched a cushion to her chest.
- Smiling sweetly, she added, “Tonight, I’m sleeping here
- She settled in and couldn’t help but peek at Ellison as he unbuttoned his shirt. The scene was nothing short of mesmerizing -broad shoulders, a sculpted chest, and defined abs came into view as he prepared for his bath.
- Though Ellison’s physique leaned on the leaner side, his body was chiseled, as if he’d been sculpted by countless hours at the
- gym
- Clad in his usual tailored suits, he exuded an air of authority and sophistication. But without them, his chiseled abs and sculpted physique were utterly mesmerizing
- Joycelyn wasn’t one to indulge in such thoughts, but she couldn’t deny she liked what she saw. At first, she’d been shy, but after sneaking a few touches of his abs, resisting had become im–ossible.
- “Mrs. Grant, I can see you drooling from here,” Ellison remarked casually, tossing his shirt aside as his elegant fingers unfastened the button of his pants with practiced ease.
- Joycelyn’s cars burned, but she did not look away. From a safe detance, she could enjoy the view without consequence. “Wow, Mr. Grant, your body is incredible, she teased with a playful smirk, arching a brow.
- Outside the window, the tranquil sea glimmered under the moonlight.
- The lights in the room accentuated Ellison’s tanned skin, firm muscles, and perfect body contours. Every detail exuded raw masculinity, making him an irresistible force of nature.
- Even Joycelyn, who prided herself on being simple and innocent couldn’t stop her imagination from wandering
- Joycelyn had hoped her constant staring would make him feel self–conscious, but in the end, she wasn’t nearly as bold as he
- Was
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- The moment Ellison reached for his pants, panic set in. Letting cut a startled squeak, she retreated into the sofa, clutching her cushion tightly as though it could shield her from the scene unfolding before her.
- “Why stop looking now I’m not even done undressing.” Ellison ceased, his tone as casual as his confidence.
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- Men tended to be self–assured about such things, and Ellison was no exception.
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- “Ive seen it before. It’s nothing special,” Joycelyn shot back, though the fiery blush on her cheeks betrayed her. She buried her face in the cushion as if that could extinguish the heat spreading through her.
- Desperate for distraction, she lay back and fixed her gaze on the starry sky visible through the glass roof, thinking perhaps the beauty of the universe would calm her racing thoughts.
- Ellison didn’t respond immediately, but she sensed his presence moments later. He leaned over the sofa’s backrest, his hands planted firmly on it. His sharp features were now dangeredy close, his dark eyes narrowing as he studied her.
- “It’s nothing special? Are you sure?” he asked, his voice low and provocative.
- Joycelyn gasped, startled. “How do you walk without making any sound?”
- Panic overtook her as she tried to roll off the sofa and onto the carpe,below, but before she could escape, Ellison grabbed the back of her collar and effortlessly hoisted her into the air.
- Joycelyn blinked in stunned confusion, her mind reeling. “Why does it always feel like every ounce of strength I’ve accumulated in my entire life is utterly useless against him?‘ she thought.
- Ellison carried her as though she weighed nothing, his strong arms like steel bands that trapped her securely, Her limbs were pinned against him as he strode purposefully toward the bathtub.
- One glance downward was all it took for her to realize her predicament. She immediately squeezed her eyes shut, wanting to scream at the sight she shouldn’t have seen.
- “Mr. Grant, I was wrong. Please forgive me,” Joycelyn pleaded, her voice softening into a desperate whimper.
- Unsteady in his grasp, Joycelyn’s hands instinctively landed on Ellison’s waist, and she couldn’t resist linging. His firm muscles were too tempting to ignore.
- “Mrs. Grant, you’re not at fault,” Ellison smirked. The fault is mine for having a body that’s too much for you to handle. His teasing tone didn’t hide the frustration in his gritted teeth.
- Joycelyn looked at him, silently scolding herself for feeling both desire and hesitation.
- Ellison set her down by the bathtub and shed his last layer of clothing. With confident steps, he entered the oversized tub.
- “Scrub my back,” he commanded, his voice smooth. “If you do it well, I’ll forgive you. If not…” He chuckled darkly, “You’ll have to make it up to me another way.”
- Ellison’s aura was undeniably powerful, but he didn’t seem intent on pushing her further. Joycelyn, relieved, watched as he settled into the tub.
- “I can scrub your back,” she muttered, rolling her sleeves.
- As she worked, she marveled at the luxurious scene of an oversized tub filled with fragrant–roses and Ellison’s perfect physique on display.
- “Stop staring and focus, Ellison’s deep voice interrupted her thoughts.
- Joycelyn dipped her hand into the water, surprised to notice its chill. “This water is so cold”
- “To cool down.” Ellison replied lazily, reclining into the water.
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- “No wonder he didn’t put me into the tub with him.” Joycelyn thought..
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- Joycelyn frowned, a hint of concern in her voice. “Maybe you should stick to warm water. Catching a cold isn’t exactly the
- best idea.”
- She quickly backpedaled with a nervous laugh, “Not that I’m saying you’re weak or anything”
- Ellison glanced at her but said nothing.
- “Mr. Grant, you’re amazing, strong, and completely invincible,” she added, hoping to smooth things over.
- “If it weren’t for tomorrow’s wedding photoshoot, you’d see how’d deal with you,” Ellison muttered, his tone hinting at
- annoyance.
- Although his words sounded displeased, Joycelyn knew he wasn’t truly upset. She felt unworthy, wondering how she had made the CEO of Grant Group, someone so high above her, lower himself and humor her.
- “That’s my wonderful husband,” Joycelyn praised, and she could see Ellison enjoyed it.
- She adjusted the water temperature, then began scrubbing his back.
- “Let’s get out soon, she suggested. “It’s not good to stay in the tub too long. She hesitated for a moment before adding. “Anyway
- Joycelyn trailed off, unsure whether to finish her sentence. She didn’t want to say she wasn’t tired, fearing it might come off like she was hinting at something else.
- Ellison opened his eyes and caught her reflection in the window Anyway, what?”
- “Anyway…” Joycelyn trailed off, her hand unknowingly scrubbing harder.
- Ellison flinched, his voice tense. “So, you were just planning to scrub my skin raw and then swap partners, Mrs. Grant?” His fists tightened from the sting.
- Joycelyn froze, horrified at the red marks she’d left on his back.
- “Oh no,” she exclaimed. “I totally forgot to add soap.”
An Joycelyn English Novel Chapter 136
An Joycelyn English Novel Chapter 136
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An Joycelyn English Novel
Status: Ongoing Native Language: English
