Oops I Banged the CEO novel Chapter 16

“I’ll take care of you.”

Yvonne’s worried expression instantly lit up. “Alright then. You should get some more sleep—I’ll go make breakfast. We don’t need a whole day, just half will do.”

Marico replied in his deep voice, “Okay.”

Yvonne slowly slipped her arms from around his waist.

Lying on his side, Marico watched her, his dark eyes lingering on her flushed and awkward face. There was a hint of a smile, barely visible, in his gaze as it traveled from her eyes, down to her nose, lips, chin, and lower still.

Yvonne could feel her cheeks burning under his scrutiny, her whole body growing inexplicably warm.

She realized her shirt from last night had long since vanished—this man had boundless energy, and she wasn’t about to take any more chances.

Besides, there was no foundation of affection between them—just a sudden, reckless entanglement. It was easy enough to ignore in the dark, but in broad daylight, face-to-face, it was more than a little awkward.

She yanked the covers over his head, blocking his view.

This time, Marico didn’t tease her further. He simply lay there quietly, not moving.

Only after she’d retreated to the bathroom did he pull the blanket off, slowly sitting up.

The once cold and quiet bedroom now felt like it had come alive, just a little.

Marico ran a hand through his short hair, tossed off the blanket, grabbed a towel from the foot of the bed, and wrapped it around his waist before heading for the walk-in closet.

Last night’s passion had left a new mark beside the faint bite from the night before—a delicate imprint from Yvonne, who’d lost control.

Yvonne finished washing up quickly. Determined to avoid any more awkward run-ins—or another accidental spark—she slipped downstairs to the kitchen.

Truthfully, she was just hungry.

She opened the massive, four-door fridge—and froze.

Rows and rows of wine bottles, nothing else.

The freezer was completely empty. Not a single thing to eat.

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