"Yes, Uncle Waylen invited us to dinner."

Laura's response was a simple acknowledgment.

Edwin playfully pinched her nose.

"You like Alexis, right? She'll be there too, Make sure to dress up nicely."

Laura hummed in response.

Edwin always felt a rush of warmth when she acted like this.

He leaned in, whispering in her ear, “Are you hurting down there?"

Laura's cheeks turned red. She bit her lip, denying any discomfort.

“It doesn't hurt."

Edwin responded with a kiss...

Laura was reluctant to continue their intimacy in the living room, but Edwin was persistent, eventually convincing her. She ended up in his lap, sobbing softly.

His desire only intensified with her vulnerable side in full display.

Finally, at two in the morning, he released her. Laura, turning away, silently cursed his insensitivity.

Edwin, holding her shoulders tenderly, tried to console her.

"It's been so long, and I just couldn't stop. I wouldn't be much of a man then, would I?"

Laura remained silent, unable to contest Edwin's actions.

Content, Edwin held her close, coaxing her into sleep in his embrace.

Watching her curled up against him, he felt a deep fondness. She was small, delicate yet resilient in his arms.

The following day, Edwin woke early to prepare breakfast and lunch for Laura.

He ate his own breakfast quickly before heading to the office, greeted by his secretary, Tina.