His Domineering Lover

Chapter 69

He still didn't change at all. He provoked her often in the past, but every time she was angry, he could find a way to appease her soon.

"I'm really hungry. The story is so long that I can't finish it in a short time. We still have much time to talk." He held Tracey, took a breath, and sighed gently.

Now he was no longer the young man he used to be, she was not that naive girl either. They already had an intimate relationship.

His sudden tenderness made her a little distracted. "Tell me later." Then she hurriedly pushed him away and went downstairs.

The fragrance of her hair made him feel excited. Her personality that she liked running away didn't change at all. She would do it when she was shy or angry. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"Don't worry, Little Tracey, we have a lifetime to talk about it."

She raised her head and looked at the evil face of him. He was leaning against the stairs handrail. "Why did I save him that year?!" Tracey thought.

There was not any food material in the new home. She was about to drive to buy something, the doorbell rang.

"Miss Xia, the president asked me to buy it. Would you check them a little bit? If there is anything missing, I will go buy it right away."

The general manager stood at the door with several bags scattered around. Each bag was full of different kinds of ingredients.

Tracey was not surprised. Adam had always been clear- minded. Every time, he could make proper arrangements for everything.

He probably had already asked someone to buy ingredients before they come here. Tracey stepped aside and said, "Put them in the kitchen. It should be enough, no need to buy it again."

"It doesn't matter. It's my pleasure to work for you." The general manager finally knew why Adam sold this house like that.

It was because they had already lived together! Now it seemed that Miss Xia was very likely to be their president's wife. How dare they be careless to serve?

They put down the ingredients and left respectfully. They also left their phone numbers for letting them order easily.

Tracey put on an apron and began to classify the messy ingredients. She used to be a rich lady. After three years of hard work, she could already master cooking.

Adam stood at the door of the kitchen. When he saw Tracey was busy, he suddenly felt a hint of warmth in his heart.

Wasn't it that he had been looking for all the time? It was not money or power. It was just warmth, happiness, and joy.

What he wanted was ordinary happiness. Unconsciously, he walked behind her and hugged her, and buried his head in her neck.

"Little Tracey..." Such a simple calling contained his infinite love.

Tracey's heart instantly melted when he heard his voice. "Aren't you hungry? How can I cook for you if you hug me like this?"

She did not notice that her voice was softened, and he acted like a spoiled child, "I just want to hug you. Go ahead, I won't disturb you."

Tracey felt a little helpless, "Are you sure you are not disturbing?"

After knowing that he was that boy on the ship, Tracey was no longer keeping a distance from him as before.

If he did not save her, she would have died in the sea.

"Mr. Xiao, I'm going to clean the vegetables. How can I move in your arms?" Tracey had finished classification for the ingredients, but she was hugged so tightly that she could not move a little bit.

"Call me Brother Adam, or I won't let you go." Adam tightened the arms around her waist and his head gently put on her neck.

His breath fell on her skin, warm and soft. The sunlight pierced through the window of the kitchen, the shadows of them were closely touched on the floor.

The atmosphere became more and more romantic. However, she was no longer the little girl. How could she be as easy as she was to call him "brother"?

"Little Tracey, call me Brother Adam, huh?" His voice became more and more gentle and magnetic.

"Let me go." Her cheeks turned red.

"I'll let you go after calling." He didn't want to let her go at all.

"Brother... Brother, so you can..." Adam felt drunk when he heard her voice.

He quickly turned her over, held her face and kissed deeply. "Don't... Uh..." She pushed against his chest.

She was really capable of attracting men, Adam almost lost control.

Her waist was pressed against the marble working area, and Adam's kiss became harder. He seemed to have a strong sexual desire for her right now in the kitchen.

But he suddenly thought that she was still on period, so he let her go after finishing his long kiss.

Tracey was panting, with her cheeks flushed, leaning against Adam. Her eyes were watery and full of charm as obsessing with Adam's tenderness.

"The little girl is really grown up," he said in a hoarse voice with a smile on his face.

"Do you want to have lunch or not?" Tracey hurriedly pushed him away. Adam was obviously getting more and more presumptuous.

"Of course I want, but I want you more. I've been holding my emotions for three years." Adam looked at her with a look of grievance.

"That's your business. If you can't hold it anymore, find someone to help you.” Tracey turned around and ignored him.

"How could you be so heartless! I had been reserved from other women for so long just because you requested me to marry you! I didn't expect you are so cruel. Okay, I'll go find someone." Adam pretended to walk out of the room.

Tracey did not stop him, but she had a strange feeling in her heart. She wondered why she switched the impression of him right after knowing he was that teenager.

Adam went to the living room. He found that although Tracey's temper changed, she would still unconsciously do some petty actions of her childhood.

Tracey knew that he was joking, so she did not pay attention to him. She washed the vegetables quickly and cut the vegetables. She was indeed hungry.

Hearing the sound of cutting vegetables from the kitchen, Adam suddenly felt that such simple happiness was what he had always looked for.

Tracey simply cooked a few home-style dishes, fast but delicious.

"Lunch is ready." Tracey said. Adam put down his laptop and rushed to the kitchen.

"What did you cook? Let me have a try."

"Wash your hands first and bring them to the table. Remember, do not steal the food."

Adam looked at Tracey, she was still wearing an apron and waving a spatula in her hand. She looked so cute that Adam could not help kissed her again.

"Got it." After the kiss, He quickly ran away with the dish.

Tracey put fingers on her lips. His fleet kiss just now made her heart pumping.

When she came out, Adam already put the tableware in position. He sat down at the table and pulled a chair for her in advance.