Remarriage Failed Again Today

Chapter 615: Chapter 615: We Can Make One

At that moment, Annabelle Linton was wearing a black swimsuit.

Her long, pale legs were on full display, alluring and incredibly sexy, like a mermaid’s tail.

Swimsuits are naturally revealing, after all, especially in one’s own home.

Annabelle Linton had the kind of figure that was full in all the right places. Her chest wasn’t enormous, but it was shapely and definitely not small.

Long legs, a slim waist, a perky bottom, and a voluptuous build—her features were exquisite. You couldn’t find a single flaw in her appearance, not one.

The truth is, men don’t necessarily just like women with large breasts. Honestly, if they’re too big, it can sometimes be a bit... off-putting. It’s like a man’s muscles—if they’re overdeveloped, that can be gross too.

It has the opposite effect.

But Annabelle was different. Her breasts were just right.

Right now, she had a white shawl draped over her shoulders. Her eyes were closed in a lazy repose as she lay there, casual yet elegant, exuding an unintentional sexiness that was utterly captivating.

Sensing the movement above her head had stopped, Annabelle Linton opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, and his scorching gaze startled her.

Annabelle followed his gaze downward and saw how much of her was exposed. She shot up in an instant.

’Oh my god, I almost forgot what a beast this man is.’

’I really let my guard down. Normally, he’ll grab me and start messing around even if I’m just standing next to him. And now, like this...’

’This is just blatant seduction!’

’Am I not just asking for it?!’

Annabelle Linton gave a dry laugh, backing a few feet away from him. "Um," she said awkwardly, "I’m going to go take a shower first."

With that, she tried to run.

Little did she know just how seductive she looked right now. Her legs and perky bottom, in particular, were enough to make one’s blood boil.

Leona Grant tossed the towel aside. With a single stride of his long legs, he caught her in two steps, grabbing her and lifting her into his arms. "We’ll shower together later," he said.

"..."

Annabelle looked at him pitifully, her voice a pleading whine. "Darling, I’m so tired. Maybe later... some other time..."

Annabelle was just trying to be cute to get out of it, but she had no idea that in a man’s eyes, her expression was pure, unadulterated seduction.

’Darling?’

He absolutely loved it when she called him that.

Leona Grant chuckled deeply, a string of sexy laughter rumbling in his throat. "It’s fine. There’s no time like the present. Today it is!"

"..."

Annabelle’s swimsuit was the type with ties at the neck and back, complete with a small skirt on the bottom.

Leona Grant placed her on a milky-white lounge chair. His long, slender fingers toyed suggestively with the tie on the back of her swimsuit, tugging at it intermittently as he gave a wicked smile. "What was that you said earlier? That you’re like my daughter?"

A sly smile spread across his face. "You’re far too beautiful for that. You’re fit to be my wife. As for a daughter..."

He paused, then yanked the tie on Annabelle’s back undone. "We can make one ourselves!"

Annabelle felt the front of her top loosen slightly and quickly covered her chest.

But her feeble attempts were no match for Leona Grant.

Leona’s wicked grin widened, the full extent of his sly nature on display. With another gentle pull, he loosened the tie at her neck, then gave it a sharp tug.

Annabelle felt a sudden coldness on her chest—everything was gone.

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