Chapter 314

He desired her so intensely.

The slightest touch from her was enough to arouse him instantly.

Liam Sullivan scooped Vivian Bennett into his arms and carried her back to shore.

He placed her on a large, smooth rock.

Before Vivian could even ask what he was doing, he was already overcome with urgency.

Under the moonlight, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Liam reached out, mesmerized.

His fingertips traced slow, lingering paths across her skin.

Vivian gave a seductive smile.

She pressed her palms against his chest.

They both became lost in a whirlwind of passion.

Sweat soaked their bodies.

Afterwards, Vivian lay curled in Liam's arms on the sand.

The night air felt chilly after their exertion.

Sensing this, Liam whispered softly, "Are you cold?"

Exhausted from their intense activity, Vivian didn't want to move.

She simply shook her head, content to rest lazily against him.

Her soft, languid appearance filled him with tenderness.

He planted gentle, sporadic kisses on her.

Vivian murmured quietly, "How are we getting back later?"

Their clothes were all wet and sandy.

Liam chuckled. "I can rinse my pants in the ocean. As for you, I'll wrap you in my jacket and carry you back quickly."

She giggled at his vivid description.

He kissed her again.

Then he suddenly said, "This time, you might get pregnant."

Vivian paused, processing his words.

A delayed realization dawned on her. "How did you know it's my ovulation period?"

Liam raised an eyebrow. "I just know."

She looked at him in disbelief. "Did you deliberately bring me out here during my ovulation..."

They had been intimate multiple times since last night.

She couldn't help suspecting he had planned this.

Before she could finish her sentence, Liam covered her again without warning.

Another intense round left them both exhausted.

They fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms on the beach.

The night grew cool.

After sweating profusely, falling asleep suddenly left them vulnerable.

Vivian woke up sneezing repeatedly.

She shivered and sneezed, feeling dizzy when she tried to sit up.

Liam was already awake beside her.

He frowned deeply at her condition.

Dawn was approaching, casting a gray haze over everything.

The low horizon seemed to press down, intensifying the bone-chilling cold.

Vivian's voice was hoarse. "I'm dizzy. My throat hurts. I'm so cold!"

Liam reached out and touched her arm.

Her skin was icy.

Without a word, he pulled on his pants.

He wrapped her in his jacket and hurried back to the villa.

Vivian was buried under four thick quilts.

But she still felt terribly cold.

She whined at Liam, who sat beside her with a worried frown. "This is all your fault! We had a perfectly good bed, but you had to drag me to the sand! And I was foolish enough to go along with it! Ah, maybe that song is right? You're the crazy one, and I'm the fool—"

She started singing in a voice raspy enough to rival a crow's.

Liam's eye twitched.

"Even sick, you're still so unruly!"

Vivian cried out dramatically. "Well, Boss, who caused me to get sick? Oh, and you must never tell anyone why I'm sick. It's too embarrassing! If I find out you told anyone the reason, I'll jump into the ocean first and then come back to silence you forever!"