Chapter 50

Wilson let out a low, raspy chuckle as if he had figured out Yvette's thoughts. His voice was dangerously alluring. "Having milk before bed helps you sleep better." "Alright, then." Yvette reluctantly accepted the explanation and took the glass from him. She then sipped the milk slowly. Yvette was taller than most girls, so the knee-length nightgown she wore became a short skirt. It revealed her long, straight legs as she moved. Wilson's gaze darkened as he glanced at her legs. He quickly averted his eyes, although his Adam's apple had bobbed uncontrollably. When Yvette finished the milk, she noticed Wilson's Adam's apple moving and impulsively reached out to touch it. "Yvie... Don't touch that..." Wilson's body tensed immediately. He grabbed her wandering hand while his mesmerizing eyes darkened with desire. The usual cool restraint in his expression was replaced with something wilder and more dangerous. Seeing his intense reaction, Yvette blinked innocently, feigning ignoran