Chapter 138. Elle’s Crying

Not just at night, sometimes during the day or morning, wherever the mood struck. Elle's body truly made him addicted. Every movement, every delicate touch, sometimes even just her adorable face would make his body react, yearning to find its haven. And the traces of their love on Elle's body always increased; when they faded, Ludwig would reclaim his lover.

As Elle daydreamed, the sound of the front door suddenly echoed through the house.

"I'm home, darling," Ludwig called out, breathless.

Elle glanced at the wall clock; Ludwig had only left five minutes ago.

Click, the bedroom door swung open. Ludwig entered, drenched in sweat. "Oh my darling! Did you sprint to the health clinic??" Elle exclaimed.

"Of course!" Ludwig replied casually, shedding his jacket and trousers, leaving only his boxer shorts. The hot African weather, coupled with exercise, had overheated him completely.

Elle laughed and shook her head at his antics.

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