Amelia Clarke leaned against the headboard quietly reading a book.
She wore a floral kimono-styled pajama that accentuated her charm and cuteness, with her rounded belly showing under the thin fabric of the pajama,
Freshly bathed, she emitted a pleasant fragrance, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, brimming with allure.
Owen Moreland's gaze inadvertently shifted from the computer screen to the girl at the bedhead, and he found himself unable to look away.
Under the light, her legs shone with the luster of milk.
Suddenly feeling thirsty, Amelia set down her book, got out of bed and gestured to Owen that she was going downstairs to get some water. She put on her coat, buttoned it up, and walked out the door.
The Sheldons had many servants, and there was always someone on night duty.
"Miss, can I help you with anything?" a servant on the second floor bowed and asked Amelia.
The entire villa was quiet.
