Bab 532: The Ministration of Pure Torture

Aaron controlled his itching desire, crawling under his skin. If he even tries to tease her, he knows he won't be able to stop himself this time. Hence he didn't want to sway.

However, he knew well to be happy with what he has, so the thought of her finding ways to be with him was enough to brim his heart with satisfaction.

He went towards the dining table to feed her before bedding her. Aarvi looked at his longing gaze when she was right in his arms and an appealing smirk on his face, "Where have you lost, President Rivas?"

He faintly shook his head, "Do you remember you had told me, you will reach out to me if I couldn't?" He carefully placed her on the chair and he sat next to her.

He helped her remove her thick jacket while she was trying to recall the whole event. He was glad she was wearing layers while traveling that avoided catching a cold.