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"Damn it, who here is Lydia Sander?"

After his shower, Murray emerged with damp hair, framing his face and adding a misty allure. His striking features were enhanced by the black satin pajamas against his pale skin, resembling a noble vampire, exuding an air of aristocratic aloofness.

Still seemingly adrift in a dreamlike state, Emily couldn't quite ground herself. Her face was flushed with embarrassment at the sight of Murray, wishing she could bury her head in the pillow to hide.

While Murray had a strong desire and energy in intimate matters, he wasn't fond of experimenting too much.

But today...

Emily turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

Murray, amused by her reaction, sat on the bed and coaxed Emily out from under the covers, cradling her in his lap. He teased her earlobe with a whisper, his voice low and suggestive, "You enjoyed yourself just now, didn't you?"

Emily feigned ignorance,

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