Chapter 65
Miranda scowled, her knee already poised to strike!
But Elian seemed ready for her. As soon as Miranda launched her attack, he’d sidestepped with ease.
He looked down at her, slowly releasing his grip, a roguish and wicked grin spreading across his face. His damp hair was disheveled, sparking a multitude of thoughts.
“I don’t always hold back like this, Miranda,” Elian gazed at her, his deep voice carrying a hint of desire. “Don’t test a man’s physiological limits. You’re a medical expert – surely you know that a man’s nature is primal?”
Every time Miranda looked at him with those frank eyes, it made him want to devour her whole. Even though there was no hint of desire in those eyes, it was precisely this aloofness that captivated him.
He used to scoff at the idea that a woman could make a man lose all sense of reason. He didn’t believe in heroes falling for beautiful women. And he never thought abstinence was a challenge.
Of course, no woman ever piqued his interest. Until Miranda stepped into his line of sight.
Everything changed. He realized a man could truly be beyond control.
Miranda’s lips, red from their earlier kiss, twisted into an arc. “At least you’re self–aware.”
Though the space was cramped, Miranda now had the freedom to fight back.
Her strikes were quick and precise, yet Elian narrowly dodged each one. Suddenly, Miranda’s foot slipped, sending her sprawling backward.
Elian immediately reached forward, grabbing her waist. In the process, Elian’s own foot slipped.
Seeing he was about to fall on Miranda, he used all his strength to flip their positions, leading to a thud.
Mr. Ashcroft, fresh from his exercise, entered the living room only to hear a thunderous crash from upstairs. He‘ jumped to his feet. “What happened?”
The servant, mopping upstairs, froze. “Young master. Ms. Hawk.”
Mr. Ashcroft dashed upstairs with surprising speed.
As they reached the scene, they found a door panel smashed on the floor and Miranda and Elian tangled together, with Elian wearing nothing but a strategically placed towel. Both of them were stunned.
Mr. Ashcroft’s face nearly went slack.
The servant’s mouth hung open, wide enough to fit an apple. When she’d arrived, hadn’t the bathroom only held
Ms. Hawk?
Miranda was practically draped over Elian. When she lifted her head, she saw the two onlookers.
Elian winced in pain but quickly tried to explain as he spotted Mr. Ashcroft and the servant. “No, Grandpa, it’s not what it looks like.”
Miranda, a bit embarrassed, added, “The bathroom floor is slippery.”
Mr. Ashcroft coughed and turned away immediately. “Ah, I didn’t see anything. Kids these days… I’m getting old, really.”
The servant quickly followed suit. “Young master, Ms. Hawk, I saw nothing.”
As they descended the stairs, Mr. Ashcroft muttered, “What kind of shoddy door is this?”
The servant hurried to apologize, “Yes, Mr. Ashcroft. I’ll have it replaced immediately.”
“Replace all the doors in the house and check them properly.”
“Understood.”
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Chapter 65
Elian watched them walk downstairs, and then turned to Miranda, who had climbed off him,
Miranda straightened her clothes and couldn’t resist giving Elian a light kick. Elian didn’t utter a word, just looking up at her with a pitiful expression, as if he were the victim,
Miranda frowned. Men could really put on an act.
