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Chapter 863 This Is Fatal
Back then, there were numerous rumors in the architectural world about Hill Villa, a villa situated on the
mountainside in Harper. It occupied a vast area, exuding both luxury and sophistication. Hill Villa was also the most
mysterious villa in the architectural world, an awe-inspiring masterpiece in recent years.
Countless architectural bigwigs yearned to enter Hill Villa and witness its splendor. However, the state-of-the-art
security system of Hill Villa was so advanced that not even a fly could enter because they would be accurately
detected and locked on. For many years, the owner of Hill Villa remained a mystery. “Yes.” His deep voice
resonated, confirming with just a single word that he was indeed the owner of Hill Villa. Zayla looked up at him.
Beneath his flawless and perfect visage, how many secrets did she not yet know?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Lincoln Nash!” she called him by his full name. “How many secrets are you keeping from me?” Secrets?” Lincoln
squinted his eyes, immediately countering with a question. “Isn’t Hill Villa on the list of gifts?” Zayla widened her
eyes, looking at him in disbelief. She was shocked. “What are you saying? You gave Hill Villa to me as a gift?” “I am
yours, and it’s just a house. Besides, it was meant to be yours from the start,” Lincoln replied with an obvious
underlying meaning.
Zayla was taken aback, momentarily failing to understand what he meant by meant to be hers. Just as she felt
puzzled, his rich and seductive voice resounded once again, this time finding the flaw in her tones. “What? The
house is yours, and as the owner, you didn’t know? Seems like you’re not paying enough attention to your
husband’s gift,” he said, his lips slightly curling. It was about time to prepare for tonight’s time together!
Zayla hesitated, feeling mentally confused. Wasn’t he turning the tables on her? She immediately explained, “You
gave me so many gifts, so many that I couldn’t finish checking them in three days and nights. Besides, you are
mine, and I can take my time to appreciate those gifts later, right?”
Zayla believed her explanation was perfect, appeasing the jealous man and extricating herself from the situation.
But how could he let her off so easily? He raised his eyebrows and retorted, “So you didn’t even take a single
glance? You’re not attentive to gifts, and it’s the same with me.” “Not true! I’m very attentive to you!” Zayla
exclaimed eagerly.
“How attentive?” Lincoln continued to press, each question drawing her closer until he had her completely trapped!
How much attention I give you can’t be explained in just a few words.” The smile on his lips deepened, and he
whispered in her ear, “Then, Zayla, why don’t you show me instead?” Finally, Zayla caught on! “So, you’ve been
waiting for me to do that thing with you! Lincoln! How could you be so wicked!”
He chuckled and carried her through the corridor, entering the main hall and ascending the fully transparent
staircase to reach the master bedroom on the top floor. The panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows offered a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbreathtaking view of the entire splendor of Harper Mountain! But the moment they entered the room, he showed
no intention of letting her off the hook, let alone taking a look at the scenery of Harper Mountain.
Zayla exclaimed. “Lincoln, where are your hands going? Why are you pulling at my clothes? Hey! Hey!” Thirty
minutes later, his threatening and alluring voice sounded. “What did you just call me?” “Honey,” she softly and
coquettishly said to him. “Good, that’s what I like. You are being attentive to me,” He looked down, smiling
mischievously, never missing a beat to amuse her. He held her head, looked down, and kissed her lips, not giving
her a chance to beg or scold him.
In her heart, Zayla cursed him countless times as a despicable man! She had been exhausted, her hands, waist,
and legs all sore from the sex! How could this be considered paying attention to him? It was simply unbearable for
her! Superman curled up in his dog bed by the door, turning his back and soundly falling asleep. He thought, “I
don’t know anything, and I haven’t heard anything.”