Following that statement, Stanley Batton lifted Xyla Quest up…

The lovebirds had lost track of time in each other’s bodies. It was already midnight when he finally released her, though he was reluctant to do so.

The man got up and leaned against the bed headboard. He reached for the cigarette and started smoking casually.

In the midst of the smoke, the scratches on the man’s body became more and more obvious, making him cool yet flirty.

On the other hand, Xyla’s whole body was now numb and weak.

She could barely move as if a truck just ran over her and crushed every single bone in her body.

Slowly, she stretched her body with difficulty and turned to the bedside, intending to take a shower. However, she did not have the energy to get out of bed at all.

Looking at the man’s refreshed and relaxed appearance, she could not help complaining. “I’m so freaking exhausted, and you’re sitting there like nothing happened.”

The man chuckled at the irritation on her face. He puffed out th