Our Love is Just Right

"Emily, Emily, is that you?"

On the King-size bed, the mans handsome face seemed to have been scorched by fierce flames, with sweat dripping like beans.

"Im here, Ethan." Emily leaned over the bedside, her slender fingertips caressing his burning skin, her brows knitted with heartache.

"Emily, its so hot."

Ethan Parker held her hand, the unbearable heat in his body like a raging fire burning him alive.

"Emily, you want me, right?" Emily whispered softly, her eyes brimming with tears.

He was poisoned, a kind of poison similar to a strong aphrodisiac. Once contaminated, only release could dissolve it, otherwise, he would die violently.

"Emily, I said, before marriage, I will respect you."

Ethan closed his eyes, feeling the temperature of her fingertips, a satisfied smile hooked at the corner of his lips.

Hearing this, Emilys nose turned sour, and hot tears were about to fall.

However, she forced it back.

"I want you."

She pulled out her hand, unbuttoning her clothes, extremely serious, "Tonight, I am yours."

Her shoulders slightly exposed, her graceful figure was fully displayed as she slowly took off her clothes.

Ethan Parkers blood surged as he watched.

"Ethan, I want you to love me." Emilys delicate face approached his lips, her breath like orchids.

Whether it was the trend of the toxin or the impulse of instinct, Ethan couldnt help it and took the initiative to lock her lips.

He loved Emily, loved this woman who was like a little goblin!

Dense kisses fell on the body, so heavy that Emily almost melted. Emily tightly hugged his back, her nails deeply sinking into the texture of his skin.

"Emily, I love you."

Sweet words like an aphrodisiac, the heat on his body was transmitted to her heart, and she responded more enthusiastically, eager to have him.

The room was full of romantic atmosphere, outside the door, Charles Parker was impatiently watching the time with a stern face.

After it was over, Emily watched him fall asleep, his profile was breathtakingly handsome, with deep and three-dimensional features.

She bent down and kissed his temple, then got out of bed.

"Done?"

Charles asked coldly, Emilys cheeks were slightly red, and her small face was sweating.

Emily gently closed the door, lowered her head and stared at her toes, speaking in a muffled voice, "Done, Grandpa."

Although Charles Parker was past his prime, he was still vigorous, and his eyes were full of the sharpness of a businessman.

He still didnt have too many expressions, even though Emily saved his grandson Ethan Parker.

"Everything is voluntary, now you can leave, from today on, Ethan must not see you again, otherwise..." He squinted slightly, and the murderous aura made Emily shiver.

She understood that the Parker family in New York City could kill her like a trampling ant.

Emilys heart was sour, twisting the corners of her clothes and hesitating for a while.

After a long time, she took out a letter and handed it to Charles with a trembling hand: "Grandpa Parker, I have only one request, can you give this letter to Ethan?"

"Okay."

Charles was surprisingly straightforward, Emily had nothing more to say, and left the Parker family with three steps and two looks back, at this moment, her heart seemed to be torn alive.

"Sir, the toxin has been passed to Miss Emily, Im afraid..."

Butler Richard Scott wanted to speak but stopped, Charles sneered and tore the letter into two pieces, "Her life and death have nothing to do with me, go find a hypnotist, Ethans poisoning, I want him to forget it completely."