Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

"Then be obedient," Blair said.

Mable gritted her teeth hard, wanting to bite him to death!

Blair wrapped his hands around her waist and softened his tone. "Howard isn't a good person. Stay away from him!"

Mable rolled her eyes at him. "I don't think you're a good person either!"

The hands on her waist suddenly tightened. Caught off guard, she was pressed against Blair's chest.

Blair stared at her. "It's true. I'm not a good person, but I won't hurt you, Mabes."

Mable was stunned and moved.

Afraid he would see through her mind, she quickly avoided his eyes and looked out the window.

"Give me your hand!" Blair said.

Mable hesitated before she stretched out her left hand. "What...?"

Before she could finish, a cake box was placed in her hand.

'This is...'

Blair said, "They launched a new mousse cake today. It was on the way, so I bought it."

The driver was taken aback by his words.

'On the way?

'How is an hour detour on the way?'

Mable looked at the cake in her hand with mixed feelings.

The cake store was in the north. It was definitely not on the way for Blair if he was going home from work. It would have taken at least an hour by car to get there from his company. For some reason, to Mable, Blair had been acting unreal lately.

She should be happy about him treating her so well, but she felt unsure if this was all an illusion.

Seeing that she was staring at the cake without saying anything or feeling surprised, Blair could not help but frown. "What's wrong? You don't like it?"

Mable came back to her senses and shook her head. "No. Thank you."

Blair opened the box and handed her the spoon. "Try it."

"Mm."

The cherry blossom-flavored mousse cake had a strong cherry blossom taste. It was mildly sweet, not overwhelming, and had a delightful texture.

Mable ate the cake with the spoon, a bite at a time. She lowered her head, not wanting Blair to see her emotions.

"Is it good?" Blair asked her.

Mable nodded. "Mm."

"Can I taste it?"

"Of course."

Mable was about to hand him a clean spoon when he held her chin and moved toward her.

Blair pressed against her lips and

gently

ebbled. The tip of his tonguet

r of her lips.

licked the pale white creamContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

It was fragrant and sweet.

Mable was dumbfounded.

'When did he become so good at flirting?

'He even took advantage of me!'

on the

belongs

When Blair saw she was dazed, he could not help but peck her lips two more times.

"Mabes, it's so sweet."

Mable came back to her senses and blushed.

"Blair, can you be serious?!"

Blair grinned. He was in a good mood

abow."

too alluring,

Vol.net

I'm just a man. It's normal

that I can't control myself." S

Mable twitched her mouth. 'Yeah, right.'

That night, Mable fell into that horrible nightmare again.

She struggled to wake up, her body covered in sweat.

It was the third night in a row she had this nightmare. It wrapped her like a huge blanket, and she had nowhere to escape.

After waking up in the middle of the night, she sat on the bed the rest of the time.

The next morning, Tracey hurriedly knocked on her door, saying there was a surprise.

Mable was pulled downstairs. As soon as she walked out the front door, she was stunned by the sight before her.