Sabrina replied, "Okay."

As the clock ticked past half-past nine in the evening, after completing the bedtime routines, Sabrina lay down on the bed with Jennie beside her.

Despite the late hour, Jennie's energy seemed boundless as she initiated a playful game of hide and seek with Sabrina amidst the covers.

After playing for a while, Jennie's energy was replaced by drowsiness.

Sabrina, gently patting Jennie's back, watched as the little one closed her eyes.

In less than two minutes, Jennie fell asleep.

With a yawn, Sabrina closed her eyes.

In a daze, Sabrina suddenly felt her body weighed down by an inexplicable heaviness that left her feeling uncomfortable.

Instinctively, she lifted her arm, attempting to push away the oppressive sensation, but to no avail.

Abruptly, her lips were enveloped by something warm and wet. Tyrone licked and sucked her lips, making her gradually out of breath.

In a sudden jolt, Sabrina's eyes snapped open. In the encompassing darkness, Tyrone was pressing on her body, passionately kissing her and shamelessly caressing her body.

Having recognized Tyrone's scent and touch, Sabrina's initial confusion transformed into a surge of anger. Turning her head, she struggled against the unwelcome advances, whispering with a hint of frustration, "What are you doing? Jennie is still here!"

As she spoke, Sabrina turned her head to look at Jennie lying next to her. Jennie was sleeping soundly.

Sabrina feared Jennie might wake up at any time. She didn't want Jennie to catch them in the act.

Tyrone said nothing. He exhaled deeply, and his warm breath made Sabrina's hair stand on end. He then began kissing her earlobe.

Sabrina felt like she was losing her mind. Her body quivered, and her toes curled up in pleasure.

Suddenly, Sabrina came to her senses and held Tyrone's hand. "You...

What are you doing?"

"I'm helping you relax," Tyrone whispered in her ear.

"No..." she pleaded.