You Are My Mr Right

Elijah raised an eyebrow, calmly and deliberately, he pried open her hand clutching his collar, slowly moving it down until it rested on her palm against his heart. “I know you are skilled with a scalpel, but are you truly willing to dig into my heart?”

In order to not appear weak, Freya bravely replied, “You are about to betray me, what is there for me to hold back?”

“Then I will give you my heart now.”

With his other hand, he encircled her waist, pulling her closer. Freya’s body immediately pressed tightly against his chest.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

His lips brushed against her ear, “My soul is yours as well.”

Freya’s ears blushed.

A strange, restless feeling.

Even the touch of his hand felt scorching.

She bashfully lowered her gaze, “Stop trying to seduce me, thinking I won’t question you…”

Elijah’s lips grazed her ear, “What do you want to question me about?”

“You and that woman…”

“Have we been intimate?” Elijah interrupted her question.

Freya hesitated, she hadn’t witnessed any intimate behavior between Elijah and that woman, merely preemptive precautions.

Deep down, she believed in Elijah.

After all, their journey together had been fraught with challenges.

But matters of love and relationships were unpredictable, precautions were necessary.

She couldn’t let her marriage end up like her mother Elowen’s!

She wrapped her arms around Elijah’s neck, gently kissing his lips, “If you no longer love me, you must tell me…”

Before she could finish, her words were silenced by his kiss.

His kiss was deep, so deep she couldn’t breathe, her face turning crimson.

Instinctively, she pushed him slightly, “Gentle… please…”

Elijah eased up a bit, but didn’t release her.

Freya responded to his passion willingly.

She knew her plans to go to Country M would have to be put on hold.

Bringing it up now would surely upset Elijah.

She didn’t want to upset him.

It wasn’t selfish of him, as a married woman, she needed to consider everything carefully… Her thoughts wandered, suddenly feeling a chill in her chest, snapping her back to reality.

Elijah’s hand was gripping hers…

She immediately stopped him, softly murmuring, “You are crazy…”

This is the office…

“I know,” Elijah hoarsely replied.

Lifting her by her waist, Elijah carried her.

Freya wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands tightly gripping his neck, while kissing him, she said, “You know, you still…”

Click! The office door locked!

Elijah pinned her against the door frame, gazing at her, “I know you want to go to Country M. If you come to me, not just to see me, but to seek my approval, to please me, I will let you go.”

Freya hadn’t expected him to guess her intentions.

Perhaps her sudden visit seemed too deliberate.

Now that he knew, Freya didn’t hide it anymore, she admitted.

Cupping his cheeks, teasingly, jokingly, she asked, “Were you tired last night?”

…

Later, he showed her with actions, whether he was tired or not!

From the door frame to the sofa, then from the sofa to the desk…

She felt like she was going crazy, the excitement and pleasure overwhelming!

After a long while, calmness returned.

She half-lay in his arms.

Her hair tousled, fine beads of sweat still glistening on her forehead.

Her cheeks flushed.

With rosy lips, she lazily leaned against him, letting him adjust her clothes.

She felt so tired, she couldn’t lift her arms…