His Mini Bear

CHAPTER- 73

Iris POV:

I leaned my hand on the table and yawned loudly.

Alex and I were at Hudson's company because Alex had some work and needed to hand over some files to Hud.

It had become second nature for one of the boys to pick me up, leading me to the waiting room where I'd spend hours and only to be dropped home once their tasks were done around 6 p.m.

I wasn't complaining. In fact, I was happy that they did it willingly, not like it was a job.

As I leaned back in my seat, my hand palmed my face as the memories from the previous night flood in my mind, causing a blush to creep up on my cheeks.

Ace and I talked about our physical relationship.

I was always on edge, feeling uneasy and occasionally nauseous, while he appeared more composed and serious, never mocking my hesitance or shyness.

He gave me time and encouraged me to talk about it.

Communication is very important in a relationship.

Thank God, I got a shameless man who likes to talk about it instead of someone who doesn't.

My mother and father never discussed this matter with me or anyone.

He even told me I could practice making him orgasm.

Well his exact words were "it's okay, amore. It happens, you can ride me and explore my body how much you want and I will cooperate obediently".

We are so shameless.

But really, whenever I try to ride him, it's good at first, but then I can't see his eyes and go along with the flow.

Maybe the fear of not meeting his expectations or losing his affection due to my inexperience's weighed heavily on me, leading to frustration and self-doubt.

I am dumb and confused.

A knock on the door startled me, causing me to jump up in fear.

"Sorry for startling you"

I looked at him wide-eyed, surprised to see Elijah standing there.

"Hey," I managed to say, feeling a mix of shock and stunned.

He was dressed in a sharp black suit, his striking light blue eyes shining, and his hair slightly tousled in a way that struck a balance between formal and cute.

"You look different. Handsome," I remarked, my gaze lingering on the charming moles scattered across his forehead.

He walked into the room and closed the door behind him.

"Thank you, darling," He said, a warm smile graced his face.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, curiously.

Elijah leaned against the table, "Well, I came here to steal something. What about you?" he teased.

I chuckled and sat beside him on the table.

"I came to catch the thief who stole information from this place," I explained, emotionlessly.

"Hm.. A cute detective I say" His eyebrows raised in amusement.

"But I am not the person you're looking for, darling. I only steal food – a modern-day Robin Hood," he clarified, placing a hand over his heart in jest.

Maintaining a confident front, I bantered back, "Hm... Still, you're under my surveillance, Mr. Smurfs."

"Smurfs? "he questioned.