Never See You Again (Sergio and Maeve) novel Chapter 448

Chapter 448 

After a night of pleasure, Maeve woke to the morning sun streaming through the windows. She felt groggy and sore all over. Her legs were even numb from the night’s activities. 

Zion had promised to be gentle, but his actions had said otherwise. They’d had sex three times, and if he hadn’t been concerned about her pain, he might have demanded more. 

Reflecting on last night’s events, Maeve buried herself under the covers, She was embarrassed by her boldness in letting Zion stayover and being so forward. 

How had she let things escalate like that? Had she initiated it? 

Unable to face Zion in her current state, Maeve hesitated to get up. Then, she heard his deep voice broke the morning silence. “Time for lunch.” 

After the long night that stretched until dawn, Maeve found it difficult to admit she couldn’t get out of bed. 

Zion entered with an indulgent yet resigned air. “Need a lift? 

“My legs.” Maeve murmured. “I can’t stand up.” 

By the second round last night, Maeve had already been at her limit, 

Seeing her discomfort, Zion suppressed his desire and carried Marve to the bathroom to shower, which unexpectedly led to a third round. 

Afterward, Maeve fell asleep, utterly spent and unaware of how she had managed to doze ofl. 

As Maeve struggled to find words, Zion effortlessly lifted her. Instinctively, she clung to his nerk 

He carried her to the bathroom, where the sight of the bathtub triggered memories of their passionate night. Maeve buried her face in Zion’s chest. 

“I can manage on my own,” Marve whispered softly as Zion set her down and began to tend to her gently. 

He dampened a towel with warm water and wiped her face. Then he squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush. Seeing this, Maeve quickly took the toothbrush from his hand. “I can do it myself!” 

Watching Maeve blush as she brushed her teeth, Zion couldn’t help but smile. After she had reluctantly finished her morning routine, Zion scooped her up again. 

Maeve was caught off guard. “Zion! Put me down!! 

“Can you walk on your own?” 

“L..” Marve fell silent. 

Zion carried Mave to the living room, where lunch was already set on the table. 

“Did you make this early in the morning?” she asked. 

“I went to the morning market to pick up things that would appeal to my wife,” Zion teplied. 

Marve blushed scarlet at the word “wife” 

Zion wore the same white shirt as yesterday. But with a couple of buttons undone, it revealed his refined collarbones and perfect physique.