Summer Sutton felt as if she had been electrocuted, her body suddenly tensing up.
Adrian Walyon was still on top of her, his lips so hot they seemed capable of burning Summer alive.
It was quite cold this season, and Adrian had just returned to their room with no heating on.
However, Summer felt as if she were in a bonfire, her whole being seemed on the verge of igniting.
Adrian lingered on top of her for quite a while, and even afterward, he didn't relent, they carried on for a few more hours.
By the time they finished, it was already dinnertime.
At this point, Summer was both exhausted and hungry, torn between taking a nap or getting up to eat, but the housekeeper came to deliver a message.
"Young Master, dinner is ready, the Old Master requests you and the Young Madam to come for dinner!"
With no choice, Summer got up, dressed, and followed Adrian to the Old Master's place.
By the time they arrived, the dining table was already full of people.
