Chapter 120

Julian couldn't help but let out a helpless chuckle, shaking his head as the frantic beat of his heart gradually calmed down. He tilted his head slightly, gazing at the sleeping girl for a bit before reaching out to tuck the loose strands of hair beside her cheek behind her ear, planting a soft kiss there. "Night, Anna… Sleep tight." … Anna felt like she'd just crawled back from the underworld. Her whole body ached like she'd been hit by a truck, her throat was on fire, and her head was pounding. It felt like she'd spent the entire night trapped in some terrible nightmare. She was woken up by the urgent need to pee, cracked open her bleary eyes—and was instantly greeted by a broad, tan chest. Hold up… Was there something in her eyes? She rubbed them hard and looked again—yup, still there. "You're up?" A lazy, low voice murmured above her, dripping with sleep and inexplicably seductive in the early morning quiet. Anna, a certified voice fetish, nearly jolted out of her skin. Glancing up