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"You done staring at me sweetheart?" Adam spoke up slowly. His deep, magnetic voice brought her back to the present.

On being caught red-handed, a faint blush spread over her cheeks, tinting them a shade of soft pink. 

"Good morning." Stella spoke up meekly as she buried her face in his chest, trying to hide her blushing face.

Adam shifted their bodies, pinning her down under his body. Stella yelped at his sudden actions. 

"It is indeed." He murmured against her neck, running down his nose over her fair skin, inhaling her scent which soothed his mind and intoxicated him at the same time.

"A-Adam!" Stella muttered his name under her breath as she felt shivers running down her spine.

"Yes, love." He replied as he peppered kisses over her neck. 

"We should go downstairs for our breakfast." She spoke in between her breaths. 

Adam hummed against her skin, but didn't move and inch. 

"Adam?" She called him again.

"Don't move." He breathed out as his lips latched onto her soft spot, earning a moan in response.

Stella clutched onto his shoulder blades as his lips were sucking on her fair skin. Her mind was getting dizzier as he kept sucking the spot. 

"Aahhhh!" Stella yelped when he bit the spot, licking it afterwards with his tongue.

His lips finally let go of her neck. He raised his head to look at her face which was flushed by now. The sunlight coming through the glass windows, enlightened her face. Her hazel eyes flickering with a golden hue. Her naturally pink lips were parted slightly as she took deep breaths. She looked no less than and angel who had descended down from the heavens. 

"God knows how much I have missed you these past days." He murmured softly as his lips closed over hers.

His tongue traced over the seam of her lips, asking for her permission to enter which she delightfully granted him.

After kissing her senseless, Adam finally let go her lips. Both of them were a breathless mess. 

"It feels so good to be back home." Adam spoke up after catching his breath, giving her a goofy smile. For him, she was his home. 

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Adam and Stella were in his study. Stella sat on the couch while Adam was lying down on it, his head resting on her lap. 

Stella ran her fingers through his silky black hairs as he was filling her about what had happened in Italy. She was listening to him quietly and would nod her head every now and then. 

"I heard that you are back." A soft feminine voice interrupted the duo, making them look up at the door.

Stella frowned looking at the owner of the voice. 'And she's back.' She thought to herself.

Adam looked at the girl and only replied with a nod. He didn't bother to move his head from Stella's lap, and neither did she ask him to.

"What are you doing here Rachel?" He asked her as she sat on the single sofa next to the couch. There was a hint of annoyance in his tone which was noticed by Stella. She couldn't think of a reason behind it.

Adam didn't even bother greeting her. He had always turned a blind eye to her tactics as he knew her since they were kids. But no one can enter his house and bully his girl. 

Last night when he had arrived, the old butler had told him about her visit. He also told him about Rachel was saying to Stella as he had accidentally heard when was heading to the front lawn. It made his blood boil knowing that someone could look down on his little elf. She wasn't someone to mind it, but he definitely was.

"I was here to give you the invite." She replied to him, placing an invitation card on the table before her. "It's my birthday next week. I am home after a long time, so Dad wanted to throw a party for me." She continued looking at the duo who was treating her like thin air.

"Alright! I will be there." Adam replied as he enjoyed the feel of Stella's finger massaging his scalp. 

"I will see you then." She scoffed and made her way out, seething in anger. 'How could he just ignore me like that?' 

"Do you have a dress that could be worn to a party?" Adam asked Stella.

"I think that I do. Why do you ask?" Stella asked him, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Of course you will be going with me." Adam replied. "Uncle Liam had already sent an invitation card for us earlier in the day." He continued. 

"Okay." Stella could only nod in response. She didn't want to see Rachel, but she could not just say no to her god-father, could she?