Chapter 60

Lily's excuses did nothing but fuel the simmering lust within Xavier. The physical disparity between the two of them left her helpless in her attempts to resist. Her dignity was crushed. Xavier was satisfied, to say the least. The look on her face as she tried to resist but couldn't move gratified him, though he felt sorry for her and kissed the bead of sweat away from the top of her nose. He wanted to tear away her disguise; she clearly liked it too. It was all Lily's fault. If she had been obedient, he wouldn't have been unquenched for so long, and she wouldn't be so worn out tonight. Their lovemaking had indeed gone on for a while—it finally ended at five in the morning. Xavier took her to the bathroom to shower, but she still wore that cold, distant expression. A sudden emptiness spread through his chest, making him feel uncomfortable. But he didn't explain anything. After taking a shower, he went to bed with her in his arms. This was the first time he held her so intim