CHAPTER 77 NEW MODEL

In the morning, Amelia woke up not because of the sound of her alarm, but because of the sun's rays falling on her face. Slowly opening her eyes, she stared at the beautiful man next to her, who was none other than her husband.

Amelia was stroking Dylan's face. It was with love that she looked at him. She was genuinely glad that she had him in her life.

"If You Don't Stop Staring At Me. We Might End Up Having Sex," Dylan said with closed eyes.

Amelia gasped and struck him on the chest with a punch.

"You were asleep, I thought," Amelia said.

"I woke up when you were eye raping me," said Dylan, opening his eyes and gazing into the

stunning eyes of Amelia.

"Why am I going to eye-rape you? You are my husband," Amelia said scarcastically, "I don't

need to eye rape you."

Dylan hovered over her.

"What are you doing?" Amelia hurriedly asked.

"I'm fulfilling your fantasies," Dylan responded, burying his face in her neck and sucking on her neck.