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She quickly turned her face away, retching dryly in agony. James's handsface darkened so much it looked

like he could mChapter 357 I'm Not Your Puppy, Woman

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How could a plush puppy talk? Could it have cto life or turned into skind of spirit? That fuzzy thought

flitted through Lily’s drowsy mind, but before she could make sense of it, sleep tugged her back under.

All she wanted was to do what she always did, fall asleep hugging her plush puppy.

She wrapped her arms completely around him and mumbled, half-asleep, “Puppy, lethold you....”

Her sudden full-body hug shoved James down against the edge of the bed.

His expression darkened; the air around him turned dangerous.

Puppy... She really thought he was Jackson!

Jealousy burned through him, searing his chest like acid.

Irritated and agitated, he pulled her hands off him again. “I told you-I’'m not your puppy. Quit touching me!”

This time, Lily heard him clearly.

But she was still convinced she was dreaming. After all, how could a plush dog turn into a spirit and talk?

And in dreams, she was in control. Why would she be afraid of a disobedient plush toy acting up in her dream?

Her cheeks puffed with defiance. A rebellious streak flared up, and she grabbed at his abs with both hands. “I

want to touch them...”

Just grabbing his abs didn’t feel satisfying enough.

Her hands slid upward, groping at his chest, again and again.

So firm, so springy. The sensation was addictive; she couldn't stop.

In her dream, she had already crowned herself a lawless queen. Chin lifted in arrogance, she ordered, “Puppy,

take your shirt off!”

James fell silent.

She wanted to touch Jackson through his shirt, and that wasn’t enough for her? Now she

ted him to take it off?

James's face turned dark green, then black. He clenched his jaw so hard it looked like he’d transform into a beast

and tear someone limb from limb.

Lily, meanwhile, sensed none of the danger.

In her dream, she was a queen, and this was her domain, How dare the puppy disobey?

Her hands continued downward without care or precision. With a punishing grip, she grabbed him again and

scolded him with a fierce, but entirely unthreatening tone, “If you don’t take it off, I'll do it for you!”

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As she spoke, she latched onto the hem of his shirt and refused to let go.

Too tired to put up any real strength, she rolled over, flopping on top of him like an octopus.

With him as her pillow, she felt wonderfully comfortable.

She squirmed up a little higher, wrapped her arms tight around him again, and mumbled, “Too tired to touch...

just wanna hold you... hold... puppy...”

Puppy again... James couldn't take it

With a sudden movement, he

more.

Over and caged her beneath his strong arms and body.

His voice was cold as steel-yet scorching hot, full of tension and heat. “Lily, say it again. Who do you want to

hold?”

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This plush dog spirit is so dumb.

Lily was just a bitter, knocked-up little woman whose husband only loved men and was about to divorce her.

Aside from hugging my stuffed animals in bed, who else could | hold? It's not like | am dreaming about holding

James, right?

She nestled her head against his chest and muttered, “Stupid puppy...”

That did it. She really was thinking about Jackson. Jealousy blazed through him, obliterating what was left of his

sanity. James lowered his head and crushed his lips against hers-savage, hungry, like a wolf descending on its

prey.

But biting her lips wasn’t enough to ease the ache inside him.

It couldn't put out the fire raging in his chest.

Clothes tore.

His lips, burning like wildfire, trailed downward, worshiping her skin with near-reverent passion, setting her ice-

cold body ablaze.

“Lily...”

His long, slender fingers completely lost control.

Stroke after stroke, like gusts of wind sweeping across rising hills, they stirred the calm waters into a storm.

His grip was too strong; his kisses were too hot, too fierce. Still lost in her dream, Lily soon found herself jolted

awake by the intensity.

She struggled to open her eyes and saw a face looming close-handsand intense.

That face, after ravaging her, quickly rose again, biting down on her slightly parted lips.

Then she heard his voice, cold and sharp, “Lily, who exactly am I?”

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So dangerous. It felt as if she dared give the wrong answer, he would burn her to ashes with that raging fire

inside him.

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Nothing left, not even bones,

Lily gave a tiny shiver. What was she supposed to say? The way he asked, so fierce, so threatening, way he

didn’t just wantto say “James,” did he? If that was all it took... how childish.

Lily had no idea what to say. She never even got the chance to answer.

Despite how lean he looked, he was nearly six-foot-three and heavy, And now, with his full weight pressing

down, especially on her stomach... she couldn't take it. With her frequent morning sickness, the pressure made

her body go stiff.

She was completely overwhelmed.

3.3anifest an inkwell on the spot. Just now, she’d mistaken him for Jackson, he'd kissed her for that long, and she

hadn't felt the slightest bit nauseated. But the moment she opened her eyes and realized it was him, she threw

up again...

Did she really hate being physically close tothat much? James pondered.

“James, can you please get off me? I'm about to....”

About to be crushed to death! She didn’t even get the rest of the sentence out before she scrunched face and

dry-heaved again.

James's gaze turned dark.

up

her

He didn’t want to let her go; still, seeing her in such pain made it impossible to stay. With a chilling air still

clinging to him, he finally moved off her.

Lily didn’t actually throw up.

Once he was no longer pressing on her stomach, her body felt significantly more at ease.

Afraid he might accidentally press on her again, she scrambled up from the bed and sat in the corner against the

wall, putting a safe distance between them.

Once she was fully awake, she remembered, she had fallen asleep tonight on the big bed in his room.

And just now, in that hazy state between sleep and waking, she thought she’d been hugging the plush puppy

from her bed. Clearly, she'd mistaken him for that stuffed animal.

She'd clung to him like that, grabbed all over him, even barked at him to take his clothes off...

Lily’s small frtrembled again. Guilt clawed so hard at her chest she couldn’t even bring herself to look at

him, let alone apologize.

She also realized he must've kissed her out of nowhere because she'd pawed at him and triggered one of his...

episodes.

It was all her fault. She should've just chopped off those damned hands of hers!

Seeing how furious he looked now-ice-cold air radiating off him like someone had dug up the Luke family’s

ancestral graves-Lily sucked in a breath and cautiously tried, “James, just now... I'm really sorry.”

She truly felt awful.

He had saved her tonight.

He'd kindly made her chicken soup, even let her stay in his room so someone would be there if her fever

worsened in the middle of the night.

And how did she repay him? By triggering his trauma.

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Stealing a guilty glance at his impossibly composed profile, she continued, “I think | grabbed onto you earlier...

and... well, anyway, | wasn’t trying to take advantage of you. I... | only hugged you and touched you

you were a little dog.”

because | thought

She really had mistaken him for a stand-in for Jackson.

A flood of bitterness surged in James's chest-violent, raging, and all-consuming; it nearly swallowed his soul

whole.

He didn’t want to be anyone's stand-in-least of all sstuffed dog.

But more than that, he couldn't bear to let go.

After silently fuming for a few moments, he finally spoke, his voice low and firm. “Lily, stay away from that dog of

yours from now on.”

“Huh?”

Was he seriously so worried I'd

mistake him for the dog again that he

wouldn't even letsleep with &

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Lily puffed out her cheeks. She wanted to say that the stuffed puppy really was soft and cute.

Lately, she'd gotten used to hugging it when she fell asleep. Without it, she worried she wouldn't be able to

rest.

She knew how much he hated physical contact between them. If she told the truth, he'd probably think she was

looking for another excuse to grope him. But she really loved that puppy, so instead of backing down, she

decided to dig her heels in.

“I want to hug the puppy...”

To reassure him, she quickly added,

“Don't worry, | won't mistake you for

it again. | won't hugya@engihore, or

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| won't do anything to cross the line ever again... So from now on, she only wanted to hug Jackson instead? She

could forget it. James thought.

Seeing her plush red lips part slightly-clearly about to draw another boundary between them, he cut her off with

a cold, firm command. “Chere.”

“What?”

Lily blinked, confused. Is he that angry over what I'd just done? Is he kickingout of his bed for good?

Only now did it hit her-her/sleepwear had practically turned to shreds, leaving barely anything covered There

was no way she could go out into the hallway looking like this.

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She didn’t obediently get out of bed; instead, she awkwardly raised her arms in an attempt to cover herself,

wishing she could melt into the wall behind her.

James looked down and caught sight of her disheveled state.

That peach-pink silk nightgown-torn and fluttering like scattered flower petals-draped loosely over her body. Like

blushing spring blossoms scattered on fresh snow.

Innocent yet alluring, with a quiet

magnetism that pulled like the tide.

The way she sat there—soft, rh

curled ne the Gomi EDtheed-she

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out of her depth but eager to test the

waters. Like a fish out of water

staring wide-eyed at a brand-new

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