Chapter 30 Buying Some 'Daily' Necessities

Nia Mitchell's eyes instantly reddened, welling with tears. That day, in that very moment, she had thought she was going to die, truly believed she would die.

"Thank you." After six years, I can finally say thank you to you.

Maxwell Peary felt the emotion radiating from his sweet young wife beneath him and hugged her tightly.

"Nia, will you let me?"

An amorous atmosphere engulfed the room. Nia Mitchell could feel the tension in the man on top of her, and she was too nervous to know what to do.

"Uh... No, no."

Nia Mitchell clenched her fists, pressing them between their bodies to stop Maxwell Peary from advancing any further.

"Can't I?"

Maxwell Peary wickedly pressed his lower body against hers, making her acutely aware of his desire.

His heavy breathing rasped in her ears. Nia Mitchell trembled so much she couldn't even speak; she bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut.