Chapter 224. We’d Better Split Up

Around midnight, Eve woke up to drink some water; she was parched as if she had been running a marathon in her sleep. She jumped up in fear when she noticed that Damon was right next to her in bed.

“What’s wrong?” Damon asked drowsily.

Eve rolled her eyes at him in the darkness and grabbed the bottle of water that sat on the bedside table.

Eve was wearing a satin nightgown in a light golden color, like champagne. She looked elegant and mysterious, like some mischievous waif who seduced men to their deaths. As she tipped the bottle to drink from it, she revealed her long and slender neck.

All of a sudden, there was a pair of big hands around her waist, which really freaked her out.

“What the hell are you doing, Damon?” she screamed in horror.

Damon, unperturbed, started kissing her neck and trailed kisses down her shoulders and stomach.

“Stay away from me! I’m not in the mood for that!” Eve kept away from him.

But Damon persi