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Chapter 627 Try It on the Couch Catherine had been playing games for an hour when the sound of the gending was suddenly interrupted by someone snatching her phone away. As she looked up, she met the man's gaze with deep, captivating eyes.
Many people had praised Edson's beautiful blue eyes, claiming they were a creation of God. However, Catherine felt that those people had never seen Branden's eyes. The man in front of her had the most beautiful eyes. His clear eyes seemed to possess the vastness and brilliance of stars.
Branden initially intended to advise Catherine to spend less ton games. He was concerned about her eyes. However, when he noticed Catherine's gaze fixed on him for a long time, all his eagerness to preach dissipated. He knew he had fallen for Catherine, willingly and wholeheartedly.
In his gentle and deep voice, he concealed endless love. "How about taking a break? You can play tomorrow, okay?" Branden, a man who was always firm and decisive, would only use a questioning tone in her presence.
Catherine raised her eyebrows and gazed at him. "The night is so long. Why would you wantto rest so early?" For a moment, Branden was stunned, and then Catherine heard him excitedly suggest, "How about trying it on the couch tonight? Then we can move to the bed. It should help pass the time!" "Try it on the couch?" Catherine murmured inwardly. After a brief pause, she finally understood what Branden meant.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWithout giving Catherine a chance to refuse, Branden wrapped his hands around her waist, and with a sudden force, he pulled her onto his lap. Then, Catherine saw a wicked smile on his face. "Let's try!" After a long time, Catherine finally left her beloved couch. Her hair was completely drenched in sweat, and her cheeks were as red as if she had just cout of the shower, looking extremely cute. She lay weakly in Branden's arms, not even wanting to move her fingers.
With one hand, Branden lifted Catherine and then walked towards the room. His entire back was covered with various sizes of red scratching marks.
Branden quickly walked to the room but gently and slowly placed Catherine on the bed.
Catherine was too tired to move. While Branden was covering her with a blanket, she wearily raised her eyes and muttered irritably, "You're like a beast! Her weak voice made the words sound less like an insult and more like a coquettish complaint. Branden's heart instantly softened, and he took her delicate hand, gently kissing it. "You're right. I am a beast." Seeing the man acting shamelessly, Catherine rolled her eyes at him in disdain. “This is not a compliment!" Reveling in his triumph, Branden was in a particularly good mood, almost humming a tune to express his happiness. He wore a faint smile as he responded playfully to Catherine's complaints. "I'll take that as a compliment!" He took out a tissue and gently wiped the sweat from Catherine's body. It was just a little sweat, something Catherine would normally leave to dry on its own. Why bother wiping it? However, she couldn't be bothered to stop him. She just shifted slightly to avoid his hand.
Branden was somewhat helpless. Unable to preach, he patiently coaxed her, "Be good. It'll be more comfortable when you're dry. With so much sweat on your body, you may catch a cold." Catherine gradually realized that this man had the potential to be a preacher. However, this situation only occurred when they were alone together. Otherwise, this man was still strict and reserved.
Knowing that her resistance was futile, Catherine leaned into Branden's arms and let him fuss over her. He gently wiped the sweat from her body, flipping her over.
As tpassed, the temperature in the room seemed to be rising. Branden looked at Catherine's eyes, his eyes full of desire. He was clearly trying to restrain himself.
However, as Catherine let out a soft moan, he suddenly lowered his eyes, leaned down, and gently kissed Catherine's forehead and earlobe. In a particularly serious tone, he said, "We've tried it on the couch. It's tto try it on the bed." Catherine furrowed her brow, speechless.
"Is he out of his mind?" she wondered. Even if she had extraordinary stamina, she couldn't withstand doing it again within such a short time.
The moment Atticus found Edson, Paxton received the news immediately. As it involved Catherine, he immediately called Branden.
When the screen of the phone lit up, Branden becaware. He immediately reached out to silence the phone, preventing the ring from disturbing the deeply sleeping Catherine, exhausted from two rounds of sex.
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Branden carefully withdrew his hand, but Catherine, trained since childhood, still noticed it even when N tired. Sleeping next to Branden, however, she had let down her guard. She just let out a tired hum. Branden kissed her forehead and reassured her in a low voice, "I'll take a call and be right back." "Okay," Catherine agreed.
Only after receiving her consent did Branden get up from the bed and walk to the bathroom to answer the phone.
"Speak!" Unlike the gentle tone a minute ago, Branden's cold voice scared Paxton out of his wits.
Knowing he had angered his boss, Paxton quickly reported the situation. "Boss, Atticus just contacted Edson, and they've arranged to meet tomorrow morning. Our investigation revealed that Atticus is actually Edson's mother's cousin, so they are relatives." After receiving instructions to monitor Atticus, Paxton arranged elite forces to keep an eye on him, ensuring they wouldn't miss any information.
Atticus's whereabouts in Casier were all under their surveillance. Although Atticus's movements 's were 119 O.
mysterious, it was hard for him to escape their monitoring. His every move was under their watchful eyes. Atticus and Edson getting together could only mean trouble. It was definitely not just a simple visit between relatives.
Branden speculated that their target was Catherine. "Keep a close eye on them. I want to know everything they talk about, not a single word missed," he ordered.
Upon receiving the command, Paxton responded with exceptional seriousness, "Yes, Boss. I'm on it!"