Chapter 339

Early in the morning, sunlight slipped through the curtains of the hotel suite. Ella squinted, not happy with the glare. She buried her face in David Davies’ chest and mumbled with a soft whine, “David, the sun’s too bright… Can you close the curtains for me?” David leaned back against the headboard, picked up the remote, and pressed the button. The curtains slowly slid shut, plunging the room into darkness—and instantly, Ella regretted it. With the lights out, her newlywed husband started getting ideas. Ella bit her lip and whispered, “David… you already had your fun last night.” A low chuckle rumbled from him as he gathered her long dark hair in his hand, gently brushing it aside to nuzzle her delicate neck. “What happened yesterday stays with yesterday,” he said, pretending to be all serious. “Today’s got its own quota.” Ella wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to look pitiful. She even pulled the “David-ge” card. As if enchanted, he dipped his head and said in a husky, almost