Chapter Thirty

As he scrambled up the stairs, Stephen could no longer repress his aroused passion. He carefully put her on the bed, his lean figure pressing closer to hers. His cold lips touched her sexual, cherry lips.

The night was delicate and ministry. Stephen had no idea how long he had been entangled with her. It was not until the potency of love-philter had faded that he realized he was too tired to move. by that time, a satiated Brielle did not seek anymore release for her desires and finally fell asleep. The intense sexual experience had been the result of the strong effect of the philter.

Tired as he was, Stephen took Brielle to the bathroom and gave her a bath. Finally, he carried her to the bedroom, as she settled down with a vivid satisfaction on her face. The sunlight of the morning penetrated through the curtains, falling over the lovers sleeping deeply on the large-sized bed. Brielle opened her eyes slowly, only to find her body tired and aching, even more than what she felt after a long day of training. As she turned over softly, she found herself shocked at the sight of Stephen's handsome face, as he kept slept soundly beside her.

Brielle was going insane. Why did she feel like she was waking up from a hangover and why did she find herself lying on his bed every time? Annoyed, she shook her head and was jolted into an embrace by the sleeping Stephen.

As she rubbed over her eyebrows, furious at her rising headache, memories from last night flashed in her mind. She recalled all of her initiative, her boldness all of her initiative, her boldness, and her making love with Stephen. She really wanted to strangle herself!

Stephen was clearly too tired from last night. Unaware of all the frustration and deliberation Brielle was going through right next to him he slept soundly. and yet, his powerful hands continued to embrace Brielle's waist firmly.

Brielle, completely aware of herself now, felt remorse at always making a fool of herself before him. After the recollection of the crazy night. she had no idea what to do next or how to deal with him. She quietly lifted his hands away from her waist in an attempt to slip out of his embrace.

"Don't move. Otherwise... you know the consequences." Stephen spoke in an exhausted and yet raucous tone, frightening Brielle and forcing her to give up her attempts to free herself. Feeling Stephen's arousal, she blushed and straightened her body. Once again, frustrated, she didn't know what to do.

"I... Last night, I... I wasn't myself." Brielle was hesitant and soft, not daring to turn over and meet his eyes. The situation was embarrassing. Last night, she was the one who had taken initiative and provoked his desires. Although it was induced by the drugs, she still felt ashamed and embarrassed and scared that he might think she tricked him again.

"I know. Let me sleep for a while." Stephen closed his eyes and embraced her again, overwhelmingly tired from last night's lovemaking. Who the hell drugged her last night, and caused to drain all his energy? It seemed that the woman was crazy as long as she took the philter.

"But, I should report for duty today." Although her body was aching all over, Brielle had a meeting later in the day, discussing the procedures for dealing with the munitions merchants. "All right. But, are you can stand up and walk?" Stephen opened his eyes and squinted at Brielle, only to close them again. He thought women were too tired to walk after the intensive lovemaking. How was Brielle so energetic? Perhaps his movements were too soft and tender last night.

"I... don't know." Brielle blushed. She was not that certain about herself, feeling as though she had been torn to pieces, leaving no strength inside her body, as though she had been in a road accident! "Give me your phone." Stephen opened his eyes again and looked at her, almost speechless.

"What's up? Why do you need my phone?" Brielle was puzzled and pulled her bed sheet closer to herself. She felt not so composed and brave as to discuss this matter naked. "Ask for a leave," Stephen said briefly Stephen gave a wry smile and thought of Brielle as slightly stupid. Why couldn't she understand such a simple question? Brielle replied, "I have no idea what you will do with the phone.

"Of course, I'm making a call on the phone. Do you think I will eat it?" Brielle waved around her hands and looked troubled. "All right." Stephen gave in on her, stooped down, picked up his phone and handed it to her.

"Ok, Make a call." Stephen maintained his calm despite seeing Brielle covered under the sheets, her eyes beaming playfully. "Can this be done properly?" Brielle thought in bewilderment. How could she do this? Could she tell a lie that she over-exercise last night and couldn't get out of bed now, or that she was bullied by a lecherous wolf last night? She was frustrated. She wondered what Stephen's response to her thoughts would be. After all, it was he who took advance of her last night and got too tired to walk.

"Just call! What are you waiting for?" Stephen laughed and picked her nose. Her pink face was so lovely and inviting! Brielle gathered her nerve, and finally dialed Oliver's number. She was still nervous about facing her colleagues at the base. Everyone knew she had been drugged yesterday.

"Hello! Who's calling, please?" Oliver's energetic voice came through loud and clear. It was obvious the young man was on duty. "Oliver, it's me, Brielle." She adjusted the sheet to better cover herself. It felt weird being on the phone and naked at the same time. She resolved to get dressed after she was done on the phone.

"Oh! Colonel, I was about to call you. I'm glad you called me first!" Oliver exclaimed. Even Stephen could her this exhilaration. "Why did you call?" Brielle was a little nervous when she heard that Oliver had intended to call her. She worried that something might have happened after she left.

"It's nothing important. The commander said that you can continue to take off your several days. So you don't have to come to the base today. And you can deliver the report after you come back to work. He sent his regards and hoped you have a good rest!" Oliver's words meant something amusing by implication. Brielle became very embarrassed. What did everyone at the base know what happened yesterday?

"Okay, thanks. She hung up the phone hurriedly and buried herself in the sheet. But when she saw what under the sheet, she yanked it down again, exposing her head. Wow! Stephen was completely naked under there!

"What are you doing?" asked Stephen. He now realized that she was only calm in uniform. But she was easily flustered in her private life. "Well... Could you find some pajamas for me?" Brielle in a low voice. She lowered her head to avoid looking at him.

"Just sleep!" Stephen gathered her naked body into his arms. he closed his eyes and continued to sleep. he had overhead that her commander had asked her to take a few days off. Brielle regretted Olivia's enthusiasm and his clearly audible voice.

She rested in his arms and didn't dare to move. She could feel their naked bodies tangled together. His big hands were holding her large breasts. She could also feel something stiff rubbing against her private parts. If she reacted now, she feared that the whole thing would spin out of control.

Stephen was doing this on purpose. but he didn't take it any further. He knew she was too tired after a whole night's sweet torment. He has already worn out himself, despite usually having tons of stamina. So he only wanted to sleep well with her in his arms. He quite enjoyed this little slice of happiness.

Brielle gazed at him quietly and stayed motionless. His skin looked really good, silky, and smooth, even better than a woman's. For the first time, Brielle found that she was this close to him. After 12 years, she felt happy she could finally spend this wonderful moment with him.

Listening t his rhythmic breathing, Brielle couldn't help touching his splendid eyebrows gently. She then swept her fingers over his thick eyelashes, then his sexy thin lips. It was said that men with thin lips were very cold and indifferent, and they were fickle in love. Stephen might be this kind of person.

Brielle sighed in her heart and wondered how long this romance could last. Could he really fall in love with her? Brielle mocked this thought. 'Brielle mocked this thought. 'Brielle, you're being greedy now!' she said to herself. She frowned and planted a quick kiss on his soft and gentle lips. She quickly turned around and closed her eyes, avoiding eye contact.

Stephen slowly opened his eyes. In fact, he hadn't completely fallen asleep. he had felt her sweet caresses. It was like lovingly stroking her lost treasure. And the peck she left on his lips, he could feel that she cared about him. But he still bore the grudge when she totally ignored him before. He was still wondering whether she really like him or not. Stephen shook his head and closed his eyes. He didn't want to think about this question. There would be no answer, anyway.

When he awoke again, it was already afternoon. Brielle wasn't in his arms. Upset, he fluttered his messy hair and emerged from the bed. But the shriek from Brielle almost made him stumble. "Ah... Why didn't you put on your clothes?" Brielle stood at the door of the bathroom, flabbergasted. She looked fresh after the shower. But her face was red like a ripe cherry. A lovely cherry. Was it from the shower, or was it an embarrassment?

"You already tasted me last night. It's too late to be ashamed." Stephen ignored her embarrassed expression and walked up to her. Brielle was intimidated by him, she instinctively stepped backward. Oh, my God! 'This is too much! This man was so shameless!' Brielle thought.

"You... What are you going to do?" Brielle looked at him approaching her, she was trembling. She didn't know where she should loo. "I'm going to take a shower. What do you think I'm going to do?" He laughed. "Colonel Brielle, you dirty girl! Get your mind out of the gutter." Still laughing, he walked into the bathroom. It was fun to occasionally tease her.

Brielle was speechless. Who had a dirty mind? It was him. She wouldn't have taken it wrong if he hadn't approached her with that evil smile. No, she needs to get out of there as soon as possible. She still remembered that last time he appeared in front of her half-naked after he emerged from the bathroom.

"Mrs. Brielle, you're finally awake. You must be hungry! I'll make some food for you." Mrs. Pei said when she saw Brielle in the living room. Fan had already instructed her not to disturb their young master. She felt very strange this morning when she was told that. So Mrs. Brielle was back, that's why!

"Well... Just a quick meal for me, thanks." Brielle's face blushed more deeply. She felt ashamed to get up so late. Everyone could guess what they did last night. 'Okay! Please make yourself at home. I'll fix a meal for you and Mr. Stephen." Mrs. Pei smiled broadly. This house was different from a hostess in it.

The mere mention of Stephen set her heart fluttering and stirred passions she thought long buried. Her face turned the shade of a red apple. "what are you thinking? You seem lost in thought." Stephen walked briskly down the stairs. 'She's blushing.' he thought. 'She does that so easily these days. I thought she was calm and collected, but now...'

"Uh... Nothing. Where's Ariel? I didn't see him inside." She had already peeked in Ariel's bedroom, but to her surprise, he wasn't there. Stephen raised his head and cast his glance around the house to see if he could find Fan. He didn't see him in the house either.

"Ariel must be with Fan. He's learning tae kwon do form him." Every time Stephen couldn't find Ariel, he always found that Fan had taken him somewhere. Ariel had been pestering Fan to teach him how to fight. It seems that Ariel had finally found a trainer.