Chapter 563 Billionaire's Lies

• Clarisse burrowed deeper into the sheets, her hair spilling across the white pillows, while her cheeks remained flushed from the earlier heat of the night. But when Saben leaned over her again with his eyes gleaming with that familiar wicked promise, she pressed a palm to his chest.
• “Hep hep—my love,” she protested softly, breathless laughter mingling with a small groan. “I'm sore… last time you almost wore me out.”
• Saben froze for a beat.