The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Miles took another look at the words, then back at Felicity, whose cheeks were flushed red from drinking.

"Ahem, you bought this... for yourself?"

"Yeah!" she nodded foolishly, not even looking in the right direction, but gave a big thumbs up, "It's super handy, super useful!" He was speechless again.

He even wondered if the reason she insisted on breaking up with him was because... his 8 inches was too short for her?

She preferred 16 inches?

That's 16 inches!

So long...

Can it even fit?

Seeing that Felicity was truly befuddled by alcohol, Miles dared to ask a few more questions.

"How often do you use this thing?"

"Hahaha..." She laughed out loud and then said, "Pretty much every day! It's so useful, I can't live without it! Dude, you have no idea how hard it is to find one in Anglonia. The one I brought from back home broke, and I just couldn't find another one, couldn't find it at all!" After finishing her sentence, Felicity burped, tilting her head and leaning back against the chair, "So this time... I bought a few extra, just in case."

He really saw how frequently it was used.

Buying one wasn't enough; she had to buy several more as backups.

No wonder the suitcase was a bit heavy.

The more Miles looked at the thing, the more awkward he felt, as if he was somehow being looked down on, yet he couldn't pinpoint the evidence. Was this what she meant by not suitable?

Since the delivery locker was a bit far from the K&J Mansion, he got in the car, planning to drop her off at the door.

But this indescribable irritation kept building up the more he thought about it.

Miles simply stopped the car, turning to look at the back seat, "Felicity, wake up."

"Huh? What's up? Who's calling me?"

"..." He felt a throbbing in his temples, "I'm asking you, does it have to be 16 inches? Isn't 8 inches enough?" Hearing this, Felicity almost rolled over the back seat laughing.

"Hahaha-"

"Hahahaha-"

She must feel lucky that she was drunk and didn't see what Miles's face looked like at that moment!

"8 inches? Hahaha... That's for kids, right? That's so small! Hahahaha!"

"Felicity!"

He was on the verge of grinding his teeth to keep from exploding.

Miles thought about quickly dropping her off and saving himself from getting mad to death.

But before he could start the engine, she squeezed from the back seat to the middle of the front driving seat, gesticulating with hands reeking of alcohol.

"Eh? 8 inches, just... just this short, right? Dude, is it this short!"

"Can't use it." Felicity spread her hands with an innocent look, emphasizing, "Really can't use it! Too short!"

Miles reached his limit.

He grabbed her wrist and forcefully dragged her to the passenger seat, "Short, huh?"

"Yeah." Felicity was oblivious to the impending danger, "Supremely, exceptionally, unbelievably,

ridiculously short!" Contentové et

"...Alright, fine, fine! Then don't you dare complain it hurts today!"

...

Of course, Miles couldn't let her bring that thing to the K&J Mansion.

When he carried a certain drunkard back to his place, he didn't forget to grab that delivery box with his other hand! Felicity was half-pushed, half-carried into Miles's bedroom, thrown onto the bed.

She didn't even realize when her pants were gone.

It wasn't until a dull pain reached her brain that she tried to turn over and sit up, only to be firmly pressed down by a large hand!novelbin

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She couldn't move.

"Ah-It hurts, it hurts so much!"