Chapter 87 Definitely His Ii (2)

• "Warm..." Eyes open, Sumire woke up early in the morning when a heavy arm rested on her belly. She was cuddling with the man she loves. It was the best morning she's ever had in life. Under his warm embrace, naked, she felt comfortable, secure, and loved.
• Slowly, she removed Mort's hand tightly wrapped around her waist as if he didn't want to let her go and she successfully freed herself. Sumire then settled on his chest.
• Smiling, she stare deeply at the hunk who was fast asleep. Sumire traces the exquisite features of his face with her finger. Her heart still flutters upon seeing him adorably sleeping. His beauty is such divine. From his thick eyebrows that give him a stern and cold look, his long wavy eyelashes, his exquisite nose, and his lips that tasted like honey. She's addicted to him.