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Because in reality, Leila had turned down his confession.
She hadn’t wanted to meet him.
Only in a dream would she be this gentle.
Only in a dream could he have her like this.
But it wasn’t enough.
One kiss couldn’t quench the wildfire of love and desire raging in him.
He didn’t just want her lips.
He wanted all of her.
He wanted her to be completely his-only his.
His burning kiss began to drift downward.
His large, well-defined hands moved recklessly across her body.
Lily’s pajamas were a modest style.
But made of bamboo fiber, the fabric was soft and comfortable-not exactly sturdy. With his strength, it provided no protection at all.
The sharp sound of tearing fabric split the air.
Lily jolted awake.
She realized his kisses had landed in places they definitely shouldn’t have.
If he didn’t black out and remembered all this tomorrow morning, wouldn’t he think she’d taken full advantage of him? Wouldn’t he hate her even more and want to call the cops?
Lily craved the warmth of his body.
But she didn’t dare covet what didn’t belong to her.
“James, let go of me! You really can’t-“
His hands moved again, all instinct and no hesitation, and Lily’s voice instantly broke apart.
She hadn’t expected herself to make such humiliating sounds. Mortified, she clamped her hand over her mouth, desperate not to let anything else escape.
The torn fabric fluttered, and James was briefly blinded by the dazzling expanse of white before him.
His breathing grew erratic. Heat surged through him like wildfire, and he wanted-no, needed-to claim all of her.
“You… you need to wake up…”
Her body no longer felt like her own.
Lily panicked. Her heart raced. But she couldn’t summon the strength to push him away.
The two pieces of hangover candy she had earlier had fallen to the floor.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted the small candy jar on the nightstand. Struggling, she reached out to grab two more pieces.
She was lying there doing nothing, and he was going wild.
But the moment she moved to reach for the jar, he seemed to go even more unhinged-like a starving wolf pouncing on prey. No tactic was off limits if it got her closer to his mouth.
Lily knew he had no… male function. He was all show. There was no way they could go through with anything all the way.
But he was being so aggressive that she still felt completely unsettled.
She was terrified he’d regret it all once sober. Terrified of that look of disgust he’d give her. Terrified he’d tell her again to stay far, far away.
Finally, she got hold of the candy jar.
With great effort, she fished out two soft candies, peeled off the wrappers, and just as he lifted her again. like he meant to break her in half, she shoved both candies into his mouth.
He clearly hadn’t expected that. His brows furrowed deeply.
Obviously, he didn’t have much of a sweet tooth-couldn’t stand the sticky taste.
But his innate sense of etiquette kept him from spitting it out. Though his face stayed grim, he grudgingly chewed and swallowed them both.
Lily let out a long breath of relief.
These hangover candies worked way better than traditional remedies.
She’d seen people blackout drunk, acting like lunatics, but after eating two of these, they’d calm down almost instantly-some even dozed off quietly on a couch.
She’d seen others vomiting miserably, but after taking these, their complexion improved immediately. Some even had the energy to play cards.
The effects varied from person to person, but one thing was certain: they worked.
And James had incredible self-control. She was sure once the candy kicked in, he’d sober up and keep his distance from her.
“James, do you want some water?”
But James was still holding her off the bed and wouldn’t let go. Lily felt painfully exposed.
Frantically, she reached for the scraps of fabric scattered around, hoping to cover herself. If he woke up and saw her like this, he’d be utterly repulsed.
But the fabric was too shredded to hide anything.
She tried anyway, but after fumbling with a few pieces, she gave up and tossed them aside, her ears burning.
“Leila…”
James suddenly bent down, wrapped both arms around her, and buried his face in the crook of her neck, then didn’t move at all.
“James?”
Lily called him several times.
No response.
She realized he’d fallen asleep.
There was no way she could let him sleep in her bed.
If he woke up and found himself holding her, in her bed, he’d be so revolted he might want to castrate himself on the spot.
Even if he didn’t have the function, there was no need for him to suffer another knife.
She pushed hard, trying to wiggle out of his arms so she could go sleep on the couch.
But even in sleep, his strength was terrifying. His grip was iron-tight, as if he meant to keep her caged.
“James, you can’t hold me like this. Can you loosen up just a little?”
She had no choice but to keep pleading with him, trying to reason her way free.
But the more she pleaded, the tighter his arms locked around her-like he meant to snap her bones and suffocate her for good.
“Don’t hug so tight. I… I can’t breathe…”
And still, he held her tighter.
Lily was so anxious that her forehead was damp with sweat, yet she still couldn’t put any distance between them.
It was already deep into the night.
She’d been through so much-tired, exhausted-and eventually, she just didn’t have the strength anymore. In the end, she fell fast asleep in his arms….
It felt like he was hugging a fluffy cloud-soft, sweet, unbelievably comforting. James held this faintly fragrant cloud in his arms and slept better than he had in years.
When he opened his eyes, it was already broad daylight.
Thanks to the two hangover candies he’d eaten, he wasn’t suffering from any headache or nausea.
Sunlight poured through the sheer curtains, spilling over him in waves of warmth and ease, wrapping him in a gentle, drowsy bliss.
He let out a low, satisfied sigh-and then, like a reel of film unraveling at high speed, everything from the night before rushed into his mind.
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