"Where do you live?" Draco paused in his tracks.
"Block B, Room 708, Deluxe Ocean View Single Room," Trillian announced the room number. She was really going all out to close the deal.
"Alright." Draco nodded, grabbed Trillian's wrist, and chanted a spell. White light enveloped the two of them, and in the blink of an eye, they Apparition into Trillian's room.
This is a luxury single room, which looks two levels below the presidential suite, but fortunately it is exquisitely decorated and fully equipped.
Once back in the room, Trillian's docile demeanor from the gym vanished completely. She went straight to the wardrobe, turned her back to Draco, grabbed the hem of her workout top, and pulled it up.
The light gray sports bodysuit was instantly stripped off, revealing a large expanse of snow-white back and a slender waist. Then, she bent down to undo the yoga pants that were stained with sweat.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Draco interrupted, "Can't you be a little more discreet? There are men here!"
"Young Master is our man, no need to be so formal." Trillian casually tossed the yoga set on the ground.
As she spoke, Trillian even turned around, seemingly wanting to show Draco the results of her training.
Draco quickly closed his eyes: keeping them open was a sin, closing them was torture, and he didn't want to be locked in a dark room.
"You only get one chance," Trillian's seductive voice grew closer, "Young Master, it would be such a waste not to see it!"
"No way, if I really see it, I'll have to control my lust and my brother, it'll be torture..." Draco tried his best to restrain himself.
"Young master, you don't need to hold back... I'm not afraid of pain."
Watch your words and actions, or Hermione might make you disappear.
"Won't the young master protect me?" Trillian asked.
"No, absolutely not now. Instead of relying on me, go ask Hermione." Draco's tone was cruel.
"Okay." Trillian finally stopped moving.
She knew that the young master should only flirt a little; going too far would easily make him resentful. And the young master wasn't buying it. Even if she took the initiative, he wouldn't do anything... at least not now.
Then, Trillian obediently put on her clothes.
Once they were fully prepared, the two used Apparition magic again, instantly arriving at a secluded corner next to the restaurant.
Upon entering the restaurant, Draco greeted the chef and ordered two Chinese set meals to go, while Trillian also ordered some to go.
Noticing her movement, Draco casually asked, "What's this? Are you coming back with me for dinner?"
"Yeah, it's more lively with more people," Trillian explained.
"Alright, keep up." Draco shrugged.
The two then used magic again, and after a slight distortion, they appeared directly in the living room of the presidential suite.
At this moment, Hermione was sitting in the cradle, holding the book " Dream of the Red Chamber " in her hands, completely immersed in the world of the book, and did not even notice that Draco and Trillian had returned.
Draco immediately realized this wouldn't do. This woman became so engrossed in her book that she forgot to eat and sleep; wouldn't she ruin her cervical spine from sitting so stiffly for so long?
After placing lunch on the table, Draco strode over and, without a word, snatched the book from Hermione's hands.
It slammed shut and placed on the coffee table beside it.
Just as she was reading an exciting part, Hermione suddenly found herself in a completely empty space. She froze, still holding the book, and looked up blankly, her gaze following the face of the person in front of her.
He was momentarily stunned.
"Don't maintain one posture for too long while reading." Draco gently placed " Dream of the Red Chamber " on the corner of the solid wood table beside him.
Without a word, Draco reached under Hermione's armpits, lifted her from the cradle, and made her stand up.
Afterwards Draco placed his hands on Hermione's shoulders, neck, and back, skillfully and gently stretching her tense muscles and easing the stiffness in her back and shoulders from sitting for so long.
With his fingertips gently touching her delicate skin, Draco's massage, with just the right amount of pressure, soothed and relieved Hermione's soreness and fatigue.
The gentle touch made Hermione relax completely, the warm sensation spreading along her skin, and her cheeks quietly flushed.
"I didn't... I do move around a little sometimes," Hermione whispered in protest, her voice soft but tinged with a hint of defiance. She then made a soft, comfortable sound as she spoke, her face turning even redder.
"Yes, yes, our Miss Granger is the best. This time, I'll help you loosen up your muscles." Draco said indulgently, continuing to stretch her muscles as he spoke.
Hermione felt a surge of warmth in her heart, her whole body enveloped in a comfortable sense of relaxation. She let him stretch and relax her, and the stiffness and soreness in her shoulders and neck gradually dissipated, leaving her feeling exceptionally relaxed.
Just as she was immersed in this tenderness, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Trillian standing quietly not far away.
Hermione simply nodded and greeted him before refocusing her attention on Draco's massage.
A few minutes later, the stretching massage slowly came to an end. Draco withdrew his hand, picked up the warm meal he had brought back from the coffee table, and
After removing the outer packaging of the lunch boxes and opening them one by one, the rising steam carrying the fragrant aroma of fresh food wafted out.
"Alright," Draco pushed the laid-out food in front of Hermione, "Feeling better after stretching? Eat it while it's hot."
As he spoke, Draco remained standing beside Hermione, his palm once again resting on her shoulders and neck, continuing to help her relax her muscles.
"Someone's here..." After enjoying the special affection she received, Hermione still reminded Draco, albeit somewhat shyly.
"I'm invisible, I don't exist..." Trillian muttered to herself as she sat there, poking at her Kung Pao Chicken with a spoon.
Then, Trillian picked up her own meal and silently began to eat, her eyes filled with envy.
When will I ever be treated like this by the young master...?
While enjoying a delicious meal and Draco's gentle massage, Hermione felt like she had reached the pinnacle of life.
After a few small bites of rice, the sweetness in her heart grew stronger. Hermione tilted her head, gently picked up a piece of tender vegetable, and brought it to Draco's lips, feeding her lover. "Ah~"
Draco didn't hold back, lowering his head and biting down.
This scene made Trillian, who was standing next to her, envious.
Waaaaah, is this the treatment the Empress receives?
After finishing the last bite of her meal, Hermione put down her chopsticks and patted Draco's hand. "Stop pressing, sit down and eat too."
"Okay." Draco sat down beside her as instructed, but he didn't move after sitting down, only opening his mouth, waiting for Hermione to feed him.
Hermione smiled helplessly, picked up some food, and fed Draco bite by bite with patience and care...
After finishing his meal, Draco picked up the phone and pressed a speed dial button. "Butler, tidy up this place, thank you."
Not long after, soft footsteps came from outside the door. The butler pushed the door open and entered, skillfully clearing away the lunch boxes and cutlery on the table, carefully wiping the tabletop, and then left.