Female Novel
Chapter 2001: Midnight Call
Chapter 2001: Midnight Call
Luther bent down and lifted Joyce upright, "Let me take you to the room."
He felt fortunate that she did not ask him to sleep in another room, as he could not bear to be awayfrom her all day.novelbin
As he reached the bedside, he gently laid her down and reached out to help her remove hernightgown. She still had a camisole on underneath, which was just right for sleeping. Joyce did notstop him and allowed him to undress her with tenderness before she slipped under the covers.
Luther loosened the drawstring around his waist, took a step onto the bed, lifted the covers, and laydown beside her. Instantly, the entire bed warmed up. Joyce nestled into his embrace, closed hereyes, but not before giving him a warning.
"Tonight, you must absolutely not touch me. It's been too frequent, and I can't take it. Otherwise,don't think about coming into the room tomorrow night."
"Don't worry," Luther held her close, "I promise."
Of course, he would restrain himself. After all, her body had just recovered, and the loss of controlin the afternoon was merely an accident. He was not an animal. What could be more important thanholding his wife while sleeping at night?
Joyce found a comfortable position in his arms and quickly fell asleep. Luther was not very tired, buthaving Joyce in his arms made him feel at ease. The recent days had been calm and comfortable,yet he couldn't shake the feeling that something was not quite real. There was an underlying worrythat it was all a facade, deliberately created by someone, or a brief moment of peace given by
others. He didn't know why, but he always had this feeling – a hunter giving its prey a moment tocatch its breath.
In his mind, the figure of Grayson appeared. Although he knew that the matter was far from over,there was no news at all, making him uneasy. Grayson came and went without a trace, leavingbehind no information. He appeared out of nowhere and disappeared just as quickly. Luther didn'tknow when he would return, which was the most frightening part. He fretted in his mind, feelinganxious.
At that moment, Joyce, who was in his arms, suddenly moved. Luther stiffened, afraid to disturb herpeaceful sleep. It wasn't until she settled down again that he reached out to touch her pretty face,then her jaw, and finally her neck.
Her sleeping position was less than flattering, with her long legs hanging unabashedly around hiswaist in an ambiguous posture.
To him, it felt like a test. He chuckled softly, sighed, and shook his head.
She didn't realize the endless temptation she posed, always tempting him, yet blaming him forlacking self-control. He was no saint. He couldn't help but kiss her sweet, plump lips. The taste wasso sweet that he couldn't stop kissing her, moving down to her neck, pulling her closer to him. Hewas beginning to lose control, but managed to restrain himself. When he saw her frown in hersleep, he took a few deep breaths to calm down.
He lay beside her, closed his eyes, and tried to clear his mind of distractions. But his body stillburned with heat. Turning to his side, he looked at Joyce's serene sleeping face and shook his headin self-mockery. This tantalizing little devil was able to have her in his arms, which was already thehappiest thing in the world.
Thinking about it, he hugged her, feeling the warmth between them, and gradually drifted off tosleep.
It was the middle of the night when a sudden ringing of the phone pierced the room. The sound wasurgent, one after another. Luther abruptly opened his eyes, and Joyce sat up too. They were bothawakened by the phone's ringtone.
Luther casually turned on the night light in the room, casting a dim light across the room. The phonescreen flashed with incoming calls not far from the bedside. Luther and Joyce exchanged a glance.
"It's your phone," Luther said.
"Yes," Joyce reached out to pick up her phone, "My phone is on silent mode. Unless it's anemergency satellite call, it wouldn't ring."
Her heart sank, and she could tell that something was wrong as she held the phone. Her hand waseven trembling slightly, a feeling of palpitations she hadn't felt in a long time.
"It's Darrin."
Seeing the incoming call, Joyce's eyes darkened. Luther also tensed, as if the string he had beenholding had finally been confirmed.
Darrin, who was in Rohomes to carry out a secret military mission, must have important news toreport for calling in the middle of the night.
She quickly answered, whispering, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Sure enough, on the other end of the line, Darrin spoke nervously, "Commander, I unintentionallyoverheard some information while on a secret surveillance mission in the Rohomes royal familytonight. I don't know who the two men in black are, but based on their clothing and behavior, they
hold a significant position within the royal family. They mentioned you and Mr. Warner in theirconversation."
"What!" Joyce was stunned. How could the royal guards be involved with her?
"Commander, have Mr. Warner's mother and sister recently visited? Has shooting instructor Chinnarrived?" Darrin asked.
Joyce and Luther exchanged a glance. This was an extremely secretive matter at home, how couldan outsider know, especially Darrin who was in Rohomes? It was even more exaggerated thatChinn's arrival was just today.
"Correct, how did you know? Could it be? Is there someone from Rohomes planted around us?"Joyce gasped. Had someone leaked information from home?
"Exactly, they mentioned that they had planted someone close to you in your home. I heard themsay it with my own ears and quickly confirmed it with you. Is what they said true? I can't believe it."Darrin's voice sounded urgent, "Commander, someone around you is leaking information. It'ssomeone close to you, who knows all the details of your home. Have there been any new people athome recently?"
Luther frowned and coldly said, "Yes, four new nannies and shooting instructor Chinn, all recentarrivals."
"It couldn't be Chinn. He just arrived, how would he know about your mother and sister's visit? Ithink one of those four nannies might be the problem." Joyce analyzed.
Luther nodded, "Hmm. It seems impenetrable in protection, but there are still loopholes."
"Darrin, thank you for letting us know. How are you doing in Rohomes?" Joyce asked.
"Commander, I'm fine. I won't talk to you for now as I'm still on a mission. I'll report back if there areany new developments." Darrin said before hanging up immediately.
As the phone screen dimmed, only the faint flickering of the night light illuminated the room. Joyceand Luther pondered, and the whole room fell into silence.