Chapter 66: I Am Willing

Things she shouldn't see...

Adrian Cross's words kept Willow Avery anxious and uneasy all along the way.

Even when standing in front of the hotel, her heart was still panicking.

Looking at Willow's expression, Adrian said, "Little sister, you have to be mentally prepared. In case Julian succumbs to the trick, are you willing to help him?"

Willow lightly bit her lower lip, not speaking.

To tell the truth, she didn't know the answer.

She failed to answer, anxiously stepping onto the hotel stairs.

Looking at her back, Adrian clicked his tongue twice: "Julian, oh Julian, you truly owe me a massive favor."

With Julian Kingston's medical skills being so high, he wasn't worried about him being drugged at all.

But using this to push and promote the relationship between the two of them was still very useful.

Thinking of this, he followed Willow into the hotel.

Fun and excitement, after all, still had to be watched.

"Little sister, do you know where Julian is? I'll help you ask."

The hotel didn't disclose guest privacy. Adrian used every single trick up his sleeve before finally fishing out the room number where Julian was located.

Willow stepped into the elevator, watching the floors continuously climb, her hand clenching tightly unconsciously.

A few seconds later, the elevator arrived.

She accelerated her steps, trotting to the front of the room door.

Just as she was about to step forward, she froze again.

What if her uncle truly encountered an accident with Luna?

Or perhaps, he was drugged and needed a woman...

Forget it, now wasn't the time to consider these things.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, and as it turned out, the door wasn't locked.

With a slight exertion of force, it opened a sliver of a crack.

Faintly, a woman's painful groans traveled out from inside.

Listening to it, Willow's body froze instantly.

What they were doing was self-evident.

For a split second, her chest felt as if a massive boulder were pressing down, hurting so much she was about to suffocate.

Her legs also grew weak immediately following it.

Tears welled into the depths of her eyes, her throat choking up so much she couldn't voice a word.

She seemed to truly be unable to accept her uncle being together with someone else.

Thinking that he would embrace and kiss someone else, she was about to collapse.

It seemed...

Toward him, she was exceptionally selfish.

It seemed...

She truly had fallen for him.

Adrian's voice sounded from behind her: "Little sister, quickly go inside. If you are any later, Julian's innocence is going to be ruined by someone."

"Mm."

The rims of Willow's eyes turned red. Forcing herself to endure the discomfort, she pushed open the door and stumbled inside.

Just stepping inside a few paces, she caught sight of Luna Hayes.

With a bedsheet tied around her body, she was thrown onto the floor.

Her mouth, which was blocked by a towel, continuously let out whimpering sounds.

Catching sight of Willow, resentment burst forth within her eyes.

Just as Willow was about to bend her waist to pull the towel from her mouth to inquire, Adrian held her back.

"The incense in this room possesses an aphrodisiac effect, exceptionally malicious. Why don't you go check on Julian? Forcing oneself to endure this kind of thing is not good for the body; there's no telling if it might lead to being left without descendants in the future."

He pointed toward Luna: "This woman, leave her to me."

"Okay." Willow nodded, walking with quick strides toward the bedroom inside the suite.

Very soon, the sound of rushing water entered her ears.

Her footsteps couldn't control themselves from slowing down.

Succumbing to that kind of drug, it seemed only soaking in a cold bath could alleviate it.

But Doctor Cross said just now that forcing oneself to endure it would mean being unable to have children in the future.

Should she help him?

But the two of them...

Suddenly, a loud bang of a heavy object falling to the floor issued from inside the bathroom.

Willow's brain cleared instantly.

If this person who needed to be saved was Julian Kingston.

She was willing.

At this moment, she didn't want to fret over whatever identity; she only knew that she didn't want him to be injured again.

Having made up her mind, her footsteps quickened a fraction, locating the position of the bathroom and rushing inside.

The man had his back turned toward her, the white shirt on his body half-stripped off.

Thinking of the matters that would follow next, Willow cast a glance and didn't dare to look further, lowering her head as she voiced out: "Are you alright?"

Hearing the young girl's voice, Julian was stunned.

He turned his body around, and just as he was about to speak, Willow had already rushed in front of him a step ahead.

Raising her hands to encircle his waist, she buried her face into his chest.

Speaking with a muffled voice: "I am willing."

Julian didn't understand her meaning: "Mm?"

"I know you succumbed to that kind of drug and will need a woman," Willow's voice was shaking, yet revealing resolution, "I—I can do it."

When those last three words were spoken, her face was terrifyingly hot.

Far too tense, she instinctively gripped the clothes the man had half-stripped off tightly.

In the next instant, warmth fell upon the back of her neck.

The pad of the man's finger rubbed against her skin repeatedly, asking hoarsely:

"Are you clear on what you are saying?"

Willow bit her lower lip tightly, forcing herself to raise her face.

Meeting the man's dark eyes which were deep and heavy like the deep sea.

"Mm, I am willing to help you."

Her voice was tiny, yet falling into Julian's ears, it exploded like a sharp clap of thunder.

The palm of his hand supported her neck, lowering his chin slightly: "Because I saved you in the car accident, you want to repay me?"

"No, it's... if there absolutely must be a person to sleep with you, I hope this person is me."

Willow had never spoken such direct words before, her entire person looking as if she were about to catch fire: "I don't want you to be with someone else... mph..."

Before her words could finish, the man's kiss had already fallen down.

Sealed tight without a breath of air, enwrapping her just like a net.

She arched her neck wanting to retreat backward, but was clamped even tighter by his palm.

"Mph..."

She shook her head lightly in resistance.

About to be unable to breathe...

Julian perceived her discomfort, retreating away a fraction.

His breath was scorching and dense, enwrapping an extremely intense desire for possession: "Willa, open your mouth."

Willow instinctively parted her lips slightly.

The man pressed his lips along once more.

Heavier than before.

She was forced to swallow the taste belonging exclusively to him.

Very hot, and very dizzy.

When her delicate neck arched until it turned aching, her body suddenly became suspended in the air.

Julian pinched her waist, lifting her to sit upon the sink.

The slightly hard sensation between her legs caused Willow to shrink back a fraction, the tears at the rims of her eyes squeezing out even more intensely.

Seizing the gap to exchange air, she pressed against his chest.

"My mouth is a bit numb, can we just start directly?"

She feared that being kissed by him like this, she wouldn't have any strength in a bit.

Lacking strength, he would be left without descendants...

Julian looked at the young girl in front of him.

The rims of her eyes were red, and her face was red too.

Making him unable to resist generating an urge to tease her.

He raised his finger, brushing against her slightly swollen lips: "Quite in a hurry?"