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Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

Chapter 1334
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Chapter 1334

“Go ahead and sleep,” he coaxed as his hand continued to press warmly against her abdomen.

Ruka fell asleep in next to no time, while Ren was fated to stay up a little longer. Once the bed was fully warmed up, he turned the

air-conditioning to a higher temperature before sneaking out of bed and heading for the bathroom.

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It was morning at last.

Ruka lazed in bed like a drowsy kitten. It was so warm under the covers that she did not feel like opening her eyes, even though

she knew the sun was up. She snuggled back into his arms to carry on dreaming.

“Ruka.” His attractive voice rang out beside her ear.

She mumbled sleepily in response and felt a kiss being planted on her lips. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck to

stop him from getting out of bed.

Ren did not try to stop her. Usually, he would have gotten out of bed and started working by now, but Ruka was a sleepyhead and

she dragged him down with her, so he decided to stay with her a little while longer.

As for Elijah, who was waiting outside to start his daily report to Ren, began to feel rather

anxious.

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However, a thought occurred to him, and suddenly, he found it perfectly reasonable for Ren to sleep in a little late today.

Finally, at half past eight in the morning, Ren cout of the bedroom fully dressed for work. Elijah gave him an envious look. “Do

your reporting downstairs!” Ren said quietly.

“Yes, | understand. Miss Singed needs her sleep,” Elijah responded at once.

By the tRuka woke up, Ren had gone out. She beca little annoyed with herself. Why did she laze about in bed for so long

that she missed out on having breakfast with him? Just as she began to have her breakfast alone feeling all morose, one of the

servants cover with a bouquet of flowers. “Miss Singed, Mr. Husson prepared this for you.”