Chapter 515

"I'll have plenty of time to hear your story later." Maeve was having none of it. She tried to leave, but Zion pulled her into his arms and scooped her up. Maeve's face was filled with annoyance. "Zion! Let me go!" "You're my wife now, and I'm not letting go," he said firmly. "You're such a jerk!" "I never claimed to be a saint." Blushing, Maeve found herself carried into the bedroom, where Zion gently placed her on the bed. The kiss from earlier had ignited a fire in him, and he now kissed her cheek, whispering huskily, "Alright, Mavy, let me sleep with you tonight. I won't touch you." "You won't touch me? Then what are you doing now?" Maeve pushed Zion away and turned away in frustration. Zion quickly embraced her from behind and whispered in her ear, "Just a kiss, nothing more." Maeve felt like she had heard this before. "Fine, if you touch me tonight, you're not coming near my bed again." Maeve felt Zion's body stiffen at her words. She reveled in satisfaction after tea