Owen held it in for a while, then finally gave up and got out of bed. “I’m taking a shower.”


    Watching him vanish into the bathroom, Aria smirked, rubbed her lower back, and sat up.


    The nket slid off her shoulders. The AC made her skin prickle from the cold.


    She got out of bed, opened the wardrobe, took out the clothes she usually kept at his ce, and got dressed.


    She stood in front of the mirror. There were no obvious marks on her neck. That cheered her up.


    Owen had been gentle, as always. Aside from the initial difort, she didn’t feel bad at all.


    He’d taken care of her afterward, even changed the sheets. She slept soundly, though her waist was a little sore.


    She stretched, hit the remote, and the curtains drew open. Sunlight streamed in.


    It was a beautiful day.


    Hearing the door open, she turned her head. “You’re done washing up?”


    “All done,” Owen replied.


    Owen wasn’t wearing pajamas, just a towel around his waist. Aria looked him over, spotting a scratch on his chest.


    She calmly looked away and walked to the bathroom. “I’m going to wash up.”


    As she was about to pass him, Owen suddenly stepped aside and hugged her. “Are you feeling okay?”


    She said, “I’m fine. You go get dressed, I’ll wash up.”


    He let her go, bending down to kiss her. “Okay.”


    When Aria came out from the bathroom, Owen was no longer in the bedroom. Sure enough, she saw him in the kitchen.


    She took out her phone to message Pearl. [Have you had breakfast yet?]


    Pearl: [Just finished! Time to study now.]


    Aria: [Don’t overwork. We can afford to raise you.]


    Hearing her movements, Owen emerged from the kitchen. “Five more minutes. Breakfast is almost ready.”


    He smiled. His eyes stretched out, adding a hint of seduction to his otherwise cold features.


    Looking at him, Aria suddenly realized how seductive he looked.


    Owen gave her a soft smile and turned back to finish cooking.


    It didn’t take long. A simple breakfast wasid before her. She was indeed a little hungry, so she didn’t speak and just picked up the milk.


    As the milk touched her lips, she instinctively licked the corner,


    Owen had been watching her, and didn’t miss that moment.


    It broughtst night’s memory rushing back.


    She had scolded him for being too slow and tried to take over. Thenined about difort and didn’t want to


    continue.


    Owen wasn’t about to pass up the chance to be close to her.


    He had pampered her the entire time, even let her decide whether to go further.


    He teased her into saying she wanted to continue, only then did he begin.


    As Aria lowered her head to eat, she noticed Owen staring. “What?”


    Owen replied, “Nothing.”


    She ate quietly. Owen noticed the red marks on her wrist.


    After breakfast, he pulled her onto the couch with a tube of ointment.


    As he gently applied it to her wrist, he sounded apologetic. “I’ll be more careful next time.”


    ??


    When he carried her to bathest night, he had checked her body. The marks weren’t this bad at the time.


    Aria nced at her wrist. “It’s not that bad. Not as bad as yours.”


    Owen kept rubbing and looked up at her. “Want to return the favor and apply some for me?”


    She said, “Sure.”


    She thought there was just one scratch on his chest, only to find three more on his back. Trying to remember how they happened, she was interrupted.


    “Just some ointment is fine. I deserved this,” Owen said.


    After all, he had deliberately teased her.


    “You did deserve it.” Aria’s fingers pressed a bit harder.


    “Ouch,” Owen groaned yfully.


    She eased up. “That painful?”


    Owen put on a pitiful look. “If you kiss me, it’ll feel better instantly.”