The next morning, Raegan's phone rudely interrupted her slumber.

It was normal for most people to wake up feeling a bit grumpy, so she let it ring for a bit.

Suddenly, a man's voice echoed from her phone.

“Did you sleep well last night, Raegan?"

Her eyes shot open, meeting Mitchel's intense gaze.

He held his head with one hand and her phone with the other.

“Raegan, are you there?" Henley's voice came again from the other end of the phone.

Raegan's heart skipped a beat. After a moment, she replied, “Yeah?

As she spoke, she reached for her phone. Mitchel, surprisingly, handed it over without making fun of her.

Meanwhile, Raegan signaled for him to be quiet fiercely.

Seeing that, Mitchel squinted, a wicked expression on his face.

Ignoring him, Raegan focused on the call.

“What's the matter, Henley?"

“I want to take you out for breakfast. Are you free right now?"

Henley asked.

Before Raegan could answer, her body suddenly stiffened.

Mitchel flipped her over and pinned her down, He coolly held her chin and trailed kisses along the marks he had left. Simultaneously, he playfully pinched her plump buttocks and rubbed them with great desire.

Raegan couldn't help but breathe heavily.

She gritted her teeth and asked in a shaky voice, "Where are you?"

Mitchell felt dissatisfied with her words. He extended his hand to unbutton her pajamas and planted kisses from her chin down to her delicate clavicle. Wherever he went, he left a few hickey marks.