I was woken up by Stevieâs barking early the next morning. I havenât been sleeping well for the past nights.
I stretched myself. I was tempted to kick Steven, who was latched onto me like an octopus, down from the bed. I could only stop myself from doing that as he was injured.
I got mad upon recalling what happened last night. My cheeks were burning hot as well.
Steven never bothered hiding his flirtatiousness and horniness. Just like now, not only he refused to get up, he continued to act shamelessly on top of me.
âIâm sleepy, Stephie- Steven mumbled as he tightened his arms that were wrapped from behind me.
He was restless from head to toe.
âTodayâs your Grandpaâs funeral, Steven,â I said as I reached over to knock on his head.
Steven hummed and replied reluctantly, âHeâs not my Grandpa-
I knew that he had a grudge on Ignatius, but he had to show up out of respect.
I wanted to get up, but I was suddenly pulled over and trapped on the bed by Steven. He suddenly flipped over and pressed down against me.
His fiery gaze made my heart beat faster and I asked, âWhat are you doing?â
Steven looked at me before leaning down to kiss my forehead.
I said, âBe good.â
Steven groaned softly and went to get a shower unhappily. He even eyed my belly, probably blaming the baby. He couldâve devoured me now if I werenât pregnant.
I let out a relieved sigh before getting up. I then tiptoed into the bathroom to wash up.
Steven was taking a cold shower, and the as no fog in the bathroom. Only a hint of breeze could be felt.
He had his back to me, and the burns on his back resembled the spread branches of a Devilâs tree.
It looked frightening to the eye.
I subconsciously reached out to touch the wounds on Stevenâs back. He stiffened slightly and his legs moved away a little, perhaps wanting to hide away.
âAre you afraid?â he asked hoarsely.
âItâs not my first time seeing it,â said with a shake of head. âDid it hurt?â
He knew that I wasnât asking about now, but the past. Did it hurt back then?
Steven shook his head without turning back. How could it be possible that it did not hurt?
I asked, âHow did you get this injury here?â
Chapte 281 Steven turned off the shower, afraid that the cold water might splash onto me.
My fingers slid down from his sturdy walstâthere was a 1.5 Inches long scar on the right side of hist abdomen, I could tell that it was a stab wound.
Steven remained silent and grabbed my fingers. He then took in a deep breath and asked, âAre you punishing me now, Stephie?â
I was stunned and replied, âIâm not.â
He said, âWhy are you riling me up then-â
I was apparently stirring up Stevenâs desires and yet I refused to take responsibility for it. He was just suppressing his desires with the cold shower earlier.
âAre you in a rut?â I asked while gritting my teeth.
He nodded seriously and said, âIâm only like this when I see you.â
I was speechless. He was so good at flirting. As expected of a genius, he didnât even need someone to teach him.
I avoided his fiery gaze and washed up before leaving in a hurry.
Steven took his time in the bathroom and only came out after half an hour. One of Martinâs men was fuming as he waited.
âWhatâs taking the both of you so long?â A scruffyâlooking man was grumbling downstairs.
I frowned and said, âDid we ask for you to wait? You can fuck off if you like.â
The man snorted and said, âWhy are you acting high and mighty now?â
My expression darkened, but I didnât bother myself with him. It was better for me not to piss off Martinâs men.
âYou were quite the player back during our school days, Stephany. Do you really think you would turn into a swan by marrying into the Lincoln family?â that man continued, as if trying to provoke me.
He said, âOh, canât you remember now? Iâm Jake Zeller. We were in the same school before you went to the city.
âYou used to be so famous in our school. Your grandmother said that anyone could do anything to you as long as they pay up.â
I eyed the man. He must have been Stephanyâs high school classmate, but I couldnât recall much about him. I only thought that Stephany was quite a pitiful person in the past.
That man called Jake shut up when Steven walked out. He only touched my face flirtatiously in front of Steven.
My gaze darkened, and Iâlooked over the direction of the highârise building. There were too many cameras here, so I shouldnât be making a commotion now.
Steven walked over to me and reached over to wipe my face.
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