Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

After a long moment, Felicia felt her waist give way, but Stephan's strong hand firmly held her up.

"I'll be gone for more than two months. Be good, and let me kiss you one more time."

She was speechless momentarily and cursed, "You're shameless! Mm!"

Another kiss silenced the rest of her words.

On the wall, two shadows intertwined almost inseparably, tender and lingering, exuding an air of captivating intimacy and unspoken desire.

The temperature in the room kept rising. Felicia's eyelashes fluttered, her gaze a little dizzy, and she too felt a stir of emotions.

Thump, thump, thump.

The sound of heartbeats grew louder.

Thump, thump, thump.

Someone was knocking on the door.

"Felicia, are you home?"

The sudden knocking and calling made her snap back to reality. Her face turned crimson, and her lingering emotions were immediately gone. "Mm... Enough... You... enough!"

Felicia tried to push Stephan away, but he was clearly impatient with being interrupted and even more displeased with her lack of focus. In response, he bit her lightly yet firmly enough to make his point. She gasped, a little annoyed. "Bastard!"

He chuckled softly, pressing his forehead against hers, his voice low and tempting. "Wait for me to come back."

After that, he finally released her.

The knocking grew louder, accompanied by Carmen's increasingly anxious voice. "Felicia, are you okay?"

Felicia cleared her throat and responded, "I'm fine!"

She straightened her clothes and opened the door.

Carmen was holding a steaming bowl of dumplings, pouting. "Why did it take you so long to open the door? I thought something had happened to you!"

Felicia's face flushed slightly with embarrassment.

She had been pressed against the door by Stephan earlier, even feeling the vibrations from the knocking outside.

Just one door separated

them-outside, Carmen's face was

filled with anxiety, while inside, the atmosphere was thick with an intoxicating and suggestive atmosphere.

Felicia quickly covered up. "I was in the kitchen and didn't hear it."

"Oh, I came to bring you some dumplings. I was worried you'd be lonely, so I thought I'd keep you company."

Carmen waved the bowl in her hand, and the white, plump dumplings bobbed gently in the soup.

Felicia felt a warmth in her heart. "Come in then."

The living room was empty, and the balcony window was half-open.

Stephan was already gone.

She considered whether she should close the window. After all, he could easily climb through, even though it was the seventh floor. But then, she dismissed the thought.

Carmen immediately noticed the bouquet of roses on the table and gasped. "What's going on here? Did your boyfriend send these?" "No."

Felicia moved the flowers to the coffee table and turned to Carmen. "Have you eaten? I'm cooking stew. Would you like to join me?" "Yes, please!" Carmen happily agreed.

The two of them got busy in the kitchen.

Carmen washed the vegetables and,

noticing the two large bags of ingredients on the floor, casually

looked through them. "It's all

ingredients for stew and so mi

seafood! Felicia, you really bought a

lot

Felicia smiled. "Let's use it all. We can put the leftovers in the fridge."

"Alright, I won't hold back then!"

Soon, the stew was ready, and the bubbling broth filled the air with its

savory aroma. The table was

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covered with a variety of ingredients,

ready for cooking.

Carmen suddenly stood up. "Drinking soda only won't be enough. Wait here. I'll steal a bottle of alcohol from my dad, and we can have a little drink tonight!"