CHAPTER 82: CHAPTER 82: LAST NIGHT, YOU FELL ASLEEP 5 TIMES

The winter wind lifted the floor-length curtains, yet it failed to disperse the ambiance of intimacy filling the room.

The air was filled not only with the scent of rose petals but also with a dense aura of desire.

Adrian Walyon’s assault was as fierce as a tsunami, like a mountain collapsing, like an avalanche, surging towards Summer Sutton. Summer Sutton was like a small boat tossing in the sea, at any moment she might drown in his overwhelming tide.

Perhaps he truly feared she would fall asleep, as he growled her name countless times.

His deep voice, hoarse yet magnetic, was like the wind brushing against a maple forest, intoxicating...

For one night, Summer Sutton completely understood what it meant to be truly overwhelmed.

It wasn’t about physical endurance; doing something like this clearly wreaked havoc on one’s entire skeletal frame!

Summer Sutton seriously suspected that when she woke up, her bones would be completely disjointed.

As dawn approached, Summer Sutton truly couldn’t hold on any longer and drifted into a deep sleep.

...

When she opened her eyes again, it was two-thirty in the afternoon.

Summer Sutton’s head still ached, her body ached even more, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

Adrian Walyon had woken up before her, dressing with his back to her.

The afternoon sunlight was warm; his tall, slender figure cut an impressive figure as he buttoned his white shirt, radiating with brilliance as if illuminated by countless rays.

Staring at his neatly dressed figure, Summer Sutton cursed him silently, refined beast!

Adrian cast a sidelong glance at her, leisurely studied her for a moment, and then calmly said, "How do you find my performance?"

"..." Summer Sutton was left speechless.

"After experiencing a whole night, Miss Sutton shouldn’t have any doubts, should she?" Adrian slowly approached her, placing both arms on either side of her body, trapping her between himself and the bed, "Hmm?"

His voice carried a slight drawl, as if he wouldn’t be satisfied until he heard a clear answer from her.

Summer Sutton glanced at their bodies, which were too close for comfort, and drew back slightly.

"Very good!" She lifted her face and flattered.

With his gaze so dangerous, did she really have the right to say anything else?

"It seems Miss Sutton was quite satisfied with last night." Adrian withdrew his arms and turned his attention to adjusting the collar of his shirt in the mirror.

Summer Sutton hadn’t slept all night, and now she was so exhausted that even moving her limbs was painful.

Satisfied? She was anything but!

If possible, she never wanted to do such a thing again.

Summer Sutton’s resentment was strong, her eyes glaring at him, aiming to express her dissatisfaction strongly. Adrian’s gaze happened to sweep over her at that moment.

Her eyes met his, his eyebrow slowly raised, "Any complaints?"

Shot through by his gaze, the words that were about to spill from Summer Sutton’s lips were forcefully swallowed back down.

Composing her expression, she quickly shook her head.

Would she dare?

If she dared to voice her complaints, what if he pressed her to endure another night?

Summer Sutton truly didn’t want to suffer like that again.

Adrian turned his head and continued tidying his collar.

While tidying, he suddenly remarked, "Last night, you fainted five times."

Summer Sutton stared at him in stunned shock, her face flushed.

Why bring that up?

"I drank too much!" Summer Sutton boasted.

"Oh? Really?" Adrian gave her a sideways glance, calmly replying, "But you said multiple times last night that you couldn’t go on."

Summer Sutton was already embarrassed, now she wanted nothing more than to grab a brick and hit herself.

"My head hurt too much." She lifted her face and continued to argue.