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Chapter 796 When it was all over, Stella was soaking wet from head to toe, most of it sweat.
Panting, she collapsed onto Weston‘s chest, trying to catch her breath. Even Weston was still a little short of breath.
He rested one hand on her back while the other was gently stroking her black hair. There was obviously a huge
difference in their stamina because , at this point, Stella was so exhausted she couldn‘t even lift a finger. All she
could do was lie quietly on his chest, utterly drained of energy The window was left ajar. The breeze that was
blowing outside chilled the night. A gust of wind sneaked into the room through the window slit. Stella shut her eyes
and shivered. With one hand firmly on her back, Weston turned her over and placed her down snugly on the bed.
She then got up and walking over to the window to shut it.
Under the silvery moonlight , Stella could still make out the scratch marks she left on Weston‘s back. He was
completely nude when he got out of bed, and his tall Herculean build was completely exposed, laying bare his
defined and compact muscles. He seemed to be glistening in the pale, silvery light.
Stella caught herself staring, so she shut her eyes hastily and blurted, “How could you just get out of bed buck
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtnaked like that?! Aren‘t you worried that people will see
you?”
Weston got back into bed and pulled her into his arms. His hands were starting to wander down Stella‘s body…
“If I put on some clothes now, I‘ll have to take them off again, anyway, so why should I bother?”
“No!” Stella turned to him with pleading eyes. “Let‘s not do it anymore, okay? I‘m so tired and sleepy now... Let‘s
just go to sleep...” But Weston‘s fingers were already inside her.
“No,” he answered.
Stella was speechless...
It was already past midnight when they were done. Stella had no energy left in her body, not even to take a bath.
As Weston carried her into the bathroom, she found it difficult to even keep her eyes open, so she merely gave him
a cursory glance before falling back to sleep. She was just that exhausted.
She wondered where Weston got all the energy from. He had been working all day, yet he still had the strength to
ravish her all night. But right now she had no time to complain about any of these things, so she just quietly let him
tuck her into bed under a thick layer of blankets.
Weston did not lie down next to her. Instead, he sat down on the bed and watched her fall asleep from exhaustion.
He swept strands of hair behind her ear to reveal that flawless face of hers. She was still flushed red even as she
was in deep sleep.
Weston reached a hand under the blanket and rested his palm on her flat belly. Stella instinctively arched her body
against it as his warmth transferred onto her smooth skin. He leaned down and planted a kiss on her forehead,
then gazed fixedly at her.
He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a tiny velvet box that housed a diamond ring. He picked it up and
slid it on her ring finger.
“Marry me.”
His voice rang clearly in the silent night.
As expected, Stella got up very late the next day. She was still in a daze of sleep as she opened her eyes and
checked the time on her phone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was already noon.
The sun hung high in the sky. Stella closed her eyes and felt the soreness that still plagued her whole body. She
tossed her phone aside and sighed softly as she massaged her wrists before pushing the blanket away and hopping
out of bed.
Weston was no longer there. Lately he had been leaving home early every day like clockwork. Stella marveled at
his stamina, especially since he would soon be thirty years old, yet his busy schedule seemed to take no toll on him
at all.
She was now completely alone in the apartment. Except for the times when someone would come around to do the
cleaning, there was basically no one else here except Stella and Weston. She remembered telling Joan that she
wished to have privacy and live alone with Weston, and now Weston had given her exactly what she wanted –a
place where there were only the two of them.
Stella had to admit that she found the arrangement much to her liking.
The movie was about to be released any time now. Apart from some promotional events that she had to participate
in, Stella pretty much had all of her time to herself.