Orphan to Unbreakable Queen novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179

with the gat he adored curled up in his arms, Bowen would have to be a saint, or made of dure, to keep his enviposime.

Bowen fell the delicate warmth of her body in his arms. His Adam’s apple hobbed as heat consumed him, his blood running hot, ‘Yet she slept indisturbed, her body stinctively seeking his warmth, pressing closer with each drowsy shift.

Bowen thought to himself, ‘This is sweet agony”

He was burning up with desire, yet he couldn’t act on it. Gritting his teeth, Bowen forced himself to fall asleep.

Here, Bowen got tormented by desire, while at Ellis Heights, Alvin was also on the verge of a breakdown.

Hugh called to say that Bowen wasn’t home and asked Alvin to come to Eis Heights to help look after the guest. Alvin, considering that Bowen was stat his uncle, after all, went. But the moment he saw Isla on the sola, his jaw nearly hit the floor

Alvin thought to himself, ‘Seriously, is this how an uncle sets up his nephew)

Isla knew Bowen had a nephew, so she immediately recognized Alvin and latched onto him, bombarding him with endless questions about Bowen.

Left with no choice, Alvin steered Isla into the study and fired up a game, hoping to distract her with some mindless fun

The plan worked Maybe a little too well.

Alvin glanced at the clock and realized it was the wee hours. He looked over at Isla, who was still trash–talking with others in broken Lumanonian in the canyon. He sighed and looked up at the sky. Did this plan work a little too well?‘ he thought wryly.

“Oh! Alvin, I can’t beat him. Get over here and help!” isla said.

Alvin could only reply. “Coming!”

Aubree spent the first half of the night wound up so tight she couldn’t sleep a wink, but in the latter half, she slept like a baby.

When Aubree woke up the next morning, she thought the church bed was surprisingly comfortable. The mattress beneath me feels springy and just the right firmness…she thought. ‘Wait, nol Hold on a second! Mattress?‘

As her mind cleared, Aubree remembered that there was only a wooden board with two quilts, no mattress at all.

“Bowen slept stiff as a board, but I practically coiled around him like a snake. Honestly, he wasn’t to blame in the slightest.”

Bowen, his hair tousled from sleep, propped himself up on one elbow and quietly watched as Aubree sat frozen on the bed, a triumphant smirk Bashin in his eyes.

Chapter 179

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