His Darling Shrew |18+ (His Darling Series #2)

Chapter 7

With heavy eyes, Thellia forced herself to wake up. Her eyes lids felt heavy, unable to open, while her throat felt dry.

Lyle watched the woman beside him, who's body was bare, wrapped with nothing but the cream sheets. He twisted and twirled a long strand of her hair, playing with it as he watched her she sleep soundly.

In a matter of time, Thellia's eyes softly fluttered open, greeting his eyes. His lips curved into a smile.

"Good morning, my lady."

Thellia, who was still drowsy, couldn't make out the word he spoke. It passed her ears like a blissful blur. Her eyes blinked a few times, before her heavy lids closed again.

Finding her position uncomfortable, Thellia shifted on Lyle's arms as she turned to her side, facing the opposite of Lyle.

"Hm?" He grins.

He continued to play with her hair. "It looks like you're still tired, my lady."

He gazed at her with a light vexed smile. 'My head still hurts from all the pulling and tugging you did to my hair last night.'

'Though, it's fine. You tasted wonderful, so I'll forget it.'

"...." He stared at her bare and exposed back, that looked soft and warm.

'Although she was a bit shrewd at first, It's not that bad now, is it?'

'As expected, she's easy to tame and play with.'

Thellia, who had no idea of his thought, was falling deeper into slumber

Thellia sat up and rose from the bed, sitting on the edge, completely awake. The brimming rays of sunshine that peaked through the window welcomed her. Thellia closed her eyes, finding the sudden blinding light bothersome. The sheets wrapped her body fell, revealing her bosoms and swollen buds.

Her eyes widened lightly after noticing she was in an unfamiliar room.

"Ah..." The memories of yesterday flowed through her.

'This must be his room.'

Thellia had woken up with Lyle gone.

As she began standing, rising to her height,   Thellia paused after she noticed something fall to the wooden floor. She frowned as she bent down to pick it up.

"How corny." She frowned as she gazed at the pink flower, along with the letter in her hand. Her brows furrowed, finding it cheesy.

"Dear my lady, I couldn't bring myself to wake you because you were sleeping so soundly and beautiful. I hope you slept very well. You slept like an angel, so mesmerizing and fair. Last night was wonderful. You were blissful and truly, lovely and hale. Your screams of pleasure, enchanting as nightingale. In which is forever engraved to my heart, as these seeds grow hard to dart-" Thellia crumpled the paper, not bothering to finish the latter half.

The frown was deeply etched to her face, she felt a shudder run down her back as she read the letter.

"What kind of- I can't believe someone wrote that perverted and vulgar poem..!" She took quick strides, nearing the window before she threw the ball of crumpled paper on the streets.

She didn't care whether it hit someone's head or not, so long as she got rid of the bawdy letter. Thellia quickly dressed before exiting the room, bringing the flower with her.