CHAPTER 476: CHAPTER 476: HUMBLE AND SUBMISSIVE

With a direct command, Ava Sterling almost instinctively tightened her legs around Poe Vaughn’s waist, hugging him firmly and obediently sitting atop his waist.

There wasn’t a hint of hesitation.

In an instant, their bodies pressed together in an impossibly intimate way that made onlookers want to capture the moment.

It was too captivating.

Yet, Ava’s simple and unintentional move caused Poe’s gaze to darken for a moment.

The friction of their close bodies, coupled with the fact that she was someone he loved and that they were rightfully married, made Poe Vaughn a typical man; if he didn’t react, then something would be truly wrong with him.

His steps halted, the aura around him shifted instantly, and his arms and body tensed.

Ava felt it, clearly sensed the change in Poe Vaughn’s body.

However, Ava didn’t think further about it, only assuming her actions had angered Poe Vaughn.

Hence, she didn’t dare move an inch in his embrace.

The issue was unresolved, so she couldn’t be reckless; she had to be submissive and accommodating.

The person in his arms stopped moving, and Poe suppressed his strange feelings, continuing to carry Ava forward, though his eyes were no longer the same as before.

Poe carried Ava directly onto the plane, with those following behind taking care of everything else.

Meanwhile, Ava watched the surroundings change, fully aware that she was about to board the plane with Poe Vaughn.

During this time, she thought about getting down, about speaking out, even about calling out to Poe Vaughn, but in the end, she did nothing.

Letting Poe carry her through security, ignoring the strange looks cast upon her, Ava decided not to care.

Some things are weightier; nothing was more important than having a good talk with this man right now.

So she ignored all trivial matters, simply following Poe Vaughn. Wherever he went, she would go; whatever he wanted to do, she would do.

She would listen to him.

Ava Sterling knew how to read the room well.

The tickets were for first class, the best seats. Poe Vaughn set Ava down and let her sit in the chair.

However, the moment he released her, Ava’s hand instinctively tightened around him.

Poe’s movement stopped, and he looked at her.

Ava also realized she was too nervous and cautious, blinking and giving a dry laugh, "Being held by you, I don’t want to come down."

As she said that, she let go of him with her legs, stood on the floor, but her hand still gripped Poe Vaughn tightly.

Afraid he’d run.

Indeed.

The crisis wasn’t over yet; who knows if he’ll abandon her here and just leave by himself?

Before everything was resolved, nothing could be said for certain, and Ava Sterling wouldn’t do anything she wasn’t sure about.

Looking at the person who was obviously afraid he’d run, especially at that hand tightly gripping his suit, Poe spoke, "Want to sit in my lap?"

Ava: "..."

Ava froze.

She looked at him, his eyes fixed steadily on her, as she released the grip on his suit, then laughed awkwardly, "How can that be okay?"

"If I sit in your lap, the plane might not even take off."

Saying that, Ava quickly sat in her seat, buckled her seatbelt, and then looked at Poe Vaughn with a you-see-how-sensible-I-am expression.

Poe Vaughn looked at this well-behaved person, finally calming down, and stopped acting up.

He sat next to Ava Sterling and fastened his seatbelt.

Ava’s hands had left Poe Vaughn, but her eyes hadn’t; she was ready to jump on him the moment he got up to leave.

But fortunately, he didn’t leave; he sat calmly beside her.

Especially when she heard the click of the seatbelt, Ava finally felt at ease.

Perhaps they could have a proper conversation now?