Chapter 135 Confessing
- "Go to sleep, Princess." Dante cooed, his hand gently patting her hair. Mireille shut her eyes and relaxed into the bed.
- She was so damn sleepy since she had barely slept a wink the previous night. Every time she thought it was over, Dante would pull her back, fucking her with renewed vigor.
- And saying no? That was the last thing Mireille wanted to say. She had wanted it all above sleeping.