“I am a rogue, but in this life, I am only a rogue towards you,” Julian chuckled lightly, sweeping Aurora off her feet and heading towards the bed.
No wonder he had agreed not to sneak into her room before. He had calculated that she would come to him voluntarily.
She had thought herself cunning, but compared to Julian, Aurora felt like a child playing house in his presence.
“Aurora, from now on, you are not allowed to step on the floor without shoes,” he said gently as he laid her on the bed.
Thereafter, no more words were necessary. Everything proceeded as expected.
The next day, amidst a dreamlike haze, an elderly voice came from outside. “Mr. Barnet, are you awake? Breakfast is ready.”
Startled awake by the voice, Aurora immediately opened her eyes. The desire she had stirred up last night had nearly consumed her.
Only then did she realize the kind of wolf in sheep’s clothing she was dealing with!
The outcome, as one might guess, was unfortunate for her.
At that moment, Mr. Nash was just outside the door. Even though she knew he wouldn’t burst in, she still dove under the covers, feeling guilty.
It was as if Mr. Nash, separated only by a door, could see exactly what she was doing inside.
Seeing the shrinking Aurora, Julian cracked a smile. “Not yet. It was hard to sleep in a strange place last night. I only managed to fall asleep at dawn.”
“In that case, I won’t disturb you further, Mr. Barnet. You can sleep peacefully,” the butler said, turning to leave.
Hearing him shamelessly make such excuses, Aurora muttered, “Who else would overstay his welcome like this in someone else’s home?”
“Either way, this will soon be my home as well,” Julian said, crawling under the covers and spotting the shy little figure.
Now, she had transformed back into a shy Aurora. With a mournful face, Aurora said, “I wish I had skin as thick as yours.”
The butler would probably go to her room soon to call her for breakfast, and by now it was too late to return.
“Don’t worry. Aren’t you used to getting up early for a run? If you’re not in your room, it won’t be a big deal,” Julian nonchalantly replied. “Even if they find out, it doesn’t matter. After all, you can only be my wife in this lifetime.”
“Who said I would marry you?” Aurora chided softly. His audacity was truly extraordinary.
At that moment, the dining table downstairs was filled with people, except for Aurora and Julian. Genevieve snorted coldly, “They’re so late for breakfast.”
“Mr. Barnet couldn’t sleep well last night and only fell asleep at dawn, so I didn’t disturb him. And Miss Aurora went out for a run early this morning. She probably won’t be back for a while,” Mr. Nash explained.
He knew very well that Aurora was currently in Julian’s room, but some things were better left unsaid.
“Let’s not wait then. We’ll start eating,” Oswaldo said, without further comment.
Only Ivy knew the truth about last night. After being sent away by Aurora, she hadn’t left, likely feeling unresolved.
She had hoped Julian would treat Aurora as coldly as he had treated her, pretending to be nice before.
However, by the time she left, the two of them were still not quiet.
When everyone was eating, Aurora sneaked back to her room. Julian smiled contentedly at her as she left.
Couldn’t this man feel a bit of tension? Instead, she felt like a thief in her own home.
The man, getting his desire satisfied, was clearly in a good mood and thought to himself that there was still much potential to be uncovered in Aurora, and he would definitely explore it slowly in the future.