Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 225

Chapter225

I rested my head on one of his arms, while his other arm was draped around my waist.

I was tense all over and didn’t dare to move.

He half–opened his eyes and looked at me, his voice hoarse and lazy, “What’s up?”

I was completely in his arms, not knowing where to put my hands. With a slight movement, my fingers touched his scorching chest.

I stuttered and said, “The alarm clock rang, it’s seven, seven o’clock, I have to get up and go to work.”

The alarm clock’s ring was still sounding cheerfully.

Reynaldo furrowed his brows lightly, then extended his long arm and reached over me to grab my phone, turning off the alarm clock.

He held me and lazily said, “Let’s sleep a little longer.”

I struggled and shook my head, “No, I had to go to work.”

“What shift are you on? That company is mine, I’ll give you a day off,” he said nonchalantly, with his eyes half–closed.

I became anxious.

Those people in the company were not good people, especially Kimberly.

I had just started my job and I was absent from work. I couldn’t tell how my colleagues would mock me then.

Besides, with the current awkward and uncomfortable situation, I couldn’t sleep either.

And his arms were like a furnace, I felt uncomfortable all over my body.

I struggled to get up.

He suddenly pressed my lower back and pulled me into his arms.

He frowned at me and said, “Aren’t you tired?”

I shook my head and looked at the weariness between his eyebrows, wanting to laugh.

He also knew that he was tired.

He had no self–control!

I vaguely remember last night, I fell asleep before he finished.

He deserved it!

I deliberately said. “I am not tired at all, I am full of energy. Anyway, you are the big boss, you don’t have to go to the company.”

I couldn’t make it, I was just a handyman. If I arrived late, I would be criticized.

You go ahead and sleep, I am getting up now.

Reynaldo half–squinted his eyes and glanced at me, his expression lazily reaching its utmost

I don’t know why, but I still felt a strong sense of oppression.

I chuckled and said, “Don’t mind me, go back to sleep. I’ll quietly get up and not disturb you.”

“Are you really not going to sleep anymore?” he asked me hoarsely.

I nodded quickly.

Don’t mention sleeping. I didn’t want to stay in his arms for even a

I stared at him in astonishment, and in my haste, I couldn’t even speak properly: “Y–y–you… aren’t you tired?”

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