Chapter 662

Ethan's assault came like a tempest, leaving Vivian dizzy and disoriented.

He started with restrained rhythm before completely losing control.

"Gently..." Vivian trembled as she shielded her rounded belly.

Ethan ignored her plea, murmuring against her earlobe, "Viv, I can't hold back."

Pinned beneath him, her slender frame quivered.

The baby remained unusually still, offering no protest.

When their passion subsided, Ethan carried her to the bath.

Warm water cascaded over her skin as exhaustion claimed her limbs.

His palm lingered on her abdomen where their child grew.

"Don't." She slapped his hand away.

Mistaking her resistance for shyness, Ethan chuckled while drying her.

As he laid her in bed, his body suddenly stiffened.

"Did..." He stared at her belly. "Was that a kick?"

Vivian's heart skipped. She kicked at him. "Serves you right!"

Ethan caught her ankle effortlessly. "I'm staying tonight."

When his hand returned to her stomach, she couldn't evade it.

"Ethan!" She feigned anger.

Seeing through her act, he pulled her close. "Sleep."

Exhaustion overwhelmed her, and she drifted off in his arms.

Ethan watched her peaceful expression, tenderness filling his gaze.

Despite numerous rivals coveting her, only he could hold her like this.

This knowledge satisfied him completely.