Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley)

Elaine was still wiping her hair when she heard it, and she thought that she was hallucinating. "What did you just say?"

Vincent looked at her quietly. "Sleep with me."

"Goto hell!"

It never occurred to her that she heard it right, so she threw the towel to him out of agitation.

Avoiding her mild attack flexibly, he frowned at her. "What are you doing?"

With her chest heaving, it was obvious that she was furious. "If you want to sleep with someone, go to the street and find one. Don't you dare lay your hands on me!"

"I mean the literal sleep, not like what you think. I haven't slept for two days and I'm getting dizzy, so I need to rest."

Elaine stared at him, still enraged.

"I think my health will be affected if I don't sleep now, that's why I want you to sleep with me," he said seriously. "What were you thinking?"

This time, Elaine pursed her lips in annoyance.

Okay, she admitted that she might have take the clue wrongly, but wouldn't it be ridiculous for him to make such a request?

How could she sleep with him!

When Vincent saw that she did not speak, he glanced at her and walked over. "Come. I'll blow dry your hair. It's not good to sleep with wet hair." Avoiding his extended hand, she huffed, "I can do it by myself. Thank you very much."

Vincent frowned.

After pulling a chair and sitting down, she began to blow her hair and found that something was wrong.

He had been staring at her quietly.

She could see his intense gaze through the mirror.

Frowning, she asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

"I'm waiting for you to finish drying your hair and go to bed."

What?

With a cold smile, she sneered, "Give up. I won't sleep with you!"

"But I can't sleep without you."

His remark annoyed her further.

"If you can't sleep without me, how did you survive all these years?! Wouldn't you have died a long time ago?"

"My heart died long ago, and it was revived the minute I met you."

For her, it sounded disgusting and irritating.

Thus, she continued to blow on her hair and ignored him.

After she finished, she put away the hairdryer and planned to sleep on the sofa.

However, as soon as she sat down, she was pulled up again.

"What are you doing?" She struggled. "Let me go!"

Clutching her tightly, Vincent threw her onto the bed and pressed her body under his. "Let's sleep."

"I don't..."

"Don't move, or I may do something else to you." He stared at her with deep gazes as if he was threatening her. "I promise I won't do anything to you as long as you stay still and sleep with me. But if you move I would too."

His words had effectively intimidated her to the point that she did not dare to move at once.

His lips twitching, Vincent turned off the lights and went to bed.

In the darkness, she couldn't see him, but she could feel his breath puffing on her neck.

It was warm and balmy.

She couldn't see his sleeping posture either, but she could roughly imagine that he leaned his head on her shoulder facing her, breathing slowly.

At first, she wanted to kick him away, but somehow, she couldn't do it...

Perhaps it was because of his heavy breathing, or he was holding her snugly...

Or, as he promised, he slept quietly, and didn't do anything to her.

Staring at the ceiling in the darkness blankly, she did not dare to move and was lying as stiff as a log.

She thought that once he fell asleep, she would go to sleep on the sofa.

But before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.

It was already the next morning by the time she opened her eyes.

Vincent had already woken up and was looking straight at her. "Morning." He smiled.

"You..."

After saying only one word, she almost screamed out loud.

She was wrapping him with her limbs like an octopus, and one of her legs hooked his waist.

It was such a disgraceful sight!

A profound smile crossed his eyes as he said, "I didn't expect you to sleep like this."

Honestly, he was dumbfounded when he woke up early in the morning and saw her lying on top of him.

She was obviously so resistant to him and even looked at him with an alert expression, but when she fell asleep, she was willing to get close to him. This awareness made him feel exceptionally delightful.

After coming out of the bathroom, there was already breakfast on the table.

"Come and eat." Vincent also came out from another bathroom half-naked with a towel around his waist.

Red in awkwardness, Elaine rebuked, "Can't you wear your clothes before coming out?"

He sat at the table and arched his eyebrows. "Are you shy?"

"I can't eat seeing such a repulsive scene."

Vincent's expression darkened.

On the other hand, his reaction tickled Elaine that she smirked joyfully.

She found that it felt awesome to tease him to the point that he couldn't say anything back.

Overjoyed, she started to wolf down the sandwich and drank half a glass of milk, but she still felt a little hungry.

Vincent was surprised. "Since when did you eat so much?"

"It's none of your business," Elaine snapped, blushing.

Then, she started to eat the fruits.

Looking at her, he seemed intrigued as he chuckled and started to eat with her.

After breakfast, the doorbell rang and Vincent went to the door. After a while, he returned with two bags in his hand, and he handed one to her. "Get changed."

"What is this...?"

When she opened the bag, she found that it was a set of clean clothes.

She cast her suspicious eyes on him, and he explained, "Morgan bought it, and the breakfast too."

"Morgan is here?" Elaine was surprised.

"Yes."

"Where is he?" Elaine looked around and asked, "Is he outside?"

Her delightful look made him frown. "You seem to want to see him very badly."

"Of course! Morgan is so kind to me, so of course, I want to see him..."

"Am I not kind to you?"

Elaine blinked, not knowing what to say.

His expression turned cold at the sight of the heartless Elaine. She turned a blind eye to the person who really treated her well, yet she acted differently to a mere butler.

Seeing that his expression was getting gloomier, she quickly picked up the bag and went into the bathroom. "I'm going to change my clothes."

After coming out with a new clothes on her, he had also got changed.

She glanced at him and said, "I have to go home. What are you going to do today?"

The man lifted his foot and walked out. "I'm going with you."

At a loss, she immediately caught up with him and spat, "Hey! I don't want you to go with me. I can..." "What are you going to do if those punks wait at your house? Let them bully you again? You should count your blessings that I arrived in time the other day and stopped them before they managed to harm you. If I don't go with you this time, who will protect you if they attack you?" "I can protect myself!" she shouted inside her head.

But it was a cruel world. She couldn't protect herself when she went face-to-face with those punks.

Hence, she compromised, "L-Let's go then."

A smirk appeared on his face. "Clever girl."

Elaine pursed her lips silently.