Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 168

The others didn't talk much while working, but once they got the chance, they never stopped asking questions.

Ethan let out a low sigh. "I just don't want you to get too tired."

"I'm fine."

The second Dawn said that, she realized it sounded wrong.

She quickly corrected herself. "I mean—who takes time off for something like that?"

Ethan opened his eyes, his gaze playful. "Oh? For a moment, I thought maybe my service last night wasn't good enough for you."

"I didn't think that."

She really didn't.

Even though Ethan had been a little awkward, he'd been patient and gentle. He took care of her in every way, and that made her more than satisfied.

As the memory of last night flashed through her head, her cheeks burned hot. Her eyes darted everywhere except toward him.

Ethan's voice softened. "You're sure you don't need a day off?"

"Positive."

Absentmindedly, she started to fiddle with his fingers one by one. Her lips jutted out slightly as she spoke. "Even if people know about us, I don't want special treatment. Unless it's necessary, I want things to stay normal."

Their bodies were still pressed close together, and the heat between them kept rising.

Looking at her flushed face, Ethan wanted to devour her whole.

After more than 20 years of self-control, one night with her wasn't nearly enough. He wanted more.

But Dawn didn't seem to be thinking the same way.

Compared to Ethan, Dawn found going to work more appealing.

When she nearly bent his fingers in frustration, Ethan finally gave up and released her with a helpless sigh. "Fine. Can we at least have lunch together?"

"No, we just got the crystal, remember? I'll probably have to check in with the master at noon."

As she spoke, Dawn sat up.

She hadn't put on clothes yet, but the room was warm enough.

The moment she stepped out of bed, her legs almost gave out. She shot Ethan a sharp glare before stomping off to gather her clothes.

But she forgot she wasn't dressed, which meant she had no defense against Ethan's burning stare. His gaze followed her every move, growing darker by the second.

Ethan had no intention of looking away.

One arm propped behind his head, he simply enjoyed the rare view like it was his right.

When Dawn finally got dressed, she caught his expression. Her face flared, and in a rush of embarrassment and anger, she grabbed a pillow off the couch and threw it at him. "Ethan!"

He caught it easily, laughing. "What's wrong, honey?"

Nothing!

What if someone saw?

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