A few minutes ago.
Bertha left after declaring the arrival of the Old Master and Old Madam.
Now, Ella couldn’t stop herself from pacing in the room, "What to do? Shall I hide? They wouldn’t be checking in your room, would they?"
Ella flipped and bent down, getting to eye level with Adrian who was leaning back on the headboard.
Adrian’s lazy eyes sparkled, his gaze dropping to her lips.
Following his line of sight, Ella fell speechless.
She immediately straightened up, preparing to pull away but the man grabbed her hand and yanked her into his arms.
Ella gasped, "Your injuries..."
"have healed..." Adrian leaned in, placing a soft kiss on her chin.
A few butterflies took flight in her stomach, making Ella shudder.
She tried to push the man away but he held her firmly, refusing to budge by an inch.
"Adrian, your grandparents..."
"are a couple," Adrian finished, kissing her cheek.
"I know. But they—"
"will understand what happens between a couple," He pressed a kiss on her other cheek.
Ella: "_" Mr. King, were you always this cheeky?"
Ella was kissed here and there till her body was burning and her skin had turned the deepest shade of red.
By this point, everything had gone to the back of her mind. Her body completely melted in his arms as if she was boneless.
And Adrian grabbed the back of his head, his eyes lowering to her lips. Then, he leaned in towards her.
Ella closed her eyes when suddenly—
’Knock Knock’
Ella’s eyes snapped open. She struggled to get away from him but he held her strongly, refusing to budge an inch.
Ella glared at the man. She could swear on her ancestors that he was not this unreasonable usually.
’Knock Knock’
"Little Ian, it’s us," Old Madam’s voice floated across the door.
Adrian paused for a brief moment. Ella took advantage of the chance and immediately bolted out of his grip.
"I will hide in the bathroom..."
The moment Ella turned to run, her foot got stuck under the plush carpet and her body propelled backwards in a free fall.
From the corner of her eyes, Ella saw the edge of the bedside table and she closed her eyes, awaiting her doom.
But suddenly, an arm wrapped around her waist and her body swerved to the left. Her hand swiped the bedside lamp straight to the floor.
’Crash’
And in the next moment, she fell back into a warm embrace.

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