Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 884

"Your mom."

Leo blinked in surprise. "Are you cursing at me?"

Anya shook her head softly, her demeanor not quite matching her bold makeup. "No, Leo. It was your mom, my aunt, who did my makeup and dressed me up."

Leo paused, swallowing hard. He decided to brush off his earlier threat. "Why did my mom do your makeup?"

Anya blinked playfully, her voice sweet as she explained, "I told her someone was trying to snatch you away from me, and she jumped right in to help. She even mentioned how she spruced up your aunt back in the day and had your uncle completely smitten. She wanted me to do the same with you~"

Leo tugged at the straps on Anya's shoulders. "This? You think this is going to captivate me? You're just trying to rile me up! You're lucky if you haven't got me breathing fire yet."

Anya pouted, looking a bit put out as she murmured, "Then tell me, Leo, who's trying to steal you away? If I know who it is, I won't be searching in the dark."

Leo, exasperated, shouted, "It's over!"

Initially, there were whispers of someone having their eye on him, but after he kissed Anya in front of everyone yesterday, news spread like wildfire. Everyone now knew he was taken and head over heels, so there wouldn't be as many admirers chasing after him. But today, she had gone and done it again.

Anya sulked, leaning against the chair. "From now on, I'm only wearing these clothes in front of you."

Leo scoffed, "Grandpa even said I looked like a goddess in this."

"The old man's eyesight is going, and you can't even tell."

Anya puffed her cheeks and muttered, "If Grandpa replaces out, he'll probably come after you with his cane again."

"Anya, my hearing's just fine."

Feeling self-conscious, Anya touched her nose, checking her hands for any smudged makeup.

Seeing her little gestures, Leo remarked, "You don't look bad." Then, looking at his charming girlfriend, he added, "You shouldn't come to pick me up from work anymore." Anya huffed, "Leo, you're not even a little bit cute, hmph."

Jealous, he challenged, "And what's so cute about that little chubby guy?"

"Baby smiled at me today and played with me. I didn't even hold him! And here you are, yelling at me, criticizing me, and now telling me I can't pick you up from work~" Hearing this, Leo cut straight to the point, "Did you kiss him today?"

Anya fell silent, suddenly unsure of what to say.

"Answer me," Leo insisted.

Anya's voice was small, "I missed him too much, I just... couldn't help it-"

Leo shifted closer to Anya until their knees touched. Anya, feeling a bit uneasy, leaned back. "Leo, Henry is just a baby."

Leo darkened, "However you kissed him today, do the same to me now."

Anya looked at Leo's face, recalling how she had smothered baby Henry's cheeks with kisses. She hesitated, "Leo, I'm wearing lipstick, you might lose a few seconds of your life." "Quit stalling, where did you kiss him?"

Anya pointed at Leo's face, "Here, a few times, on the forehead, the tip of the nose, the chin, oh, and his little double chin~"

Frustrated, Leo leaned in closer, "Kiss me."

Anya looked at Leo, a bit baffled by his behavior.

Still, she leaned in and lightly kissed

Leo's nose. Feeling her gentle touch, Leo's throat went dry, and he swallowed. Then, Anya skipped Leo's lips and leaned in to kiss his chin The veins in Leo's arms tensed-proof of a young man's vigor!

Anya had no idea she was teasing her boyfriend. She was lost in thought: Baby had such a cute double chin, what if Leo didn't? But knowing Leo's possessive nature, he'd probably make her replace a way to kiss him, so...

Anya pressed her lips against Leo's Adam's apple.

In the blink of an eye, before Anya could react, she was swept by a wave, pushed back heavily onto the bed, with Leo pinning her down, holding her neck, and kissing her lips. "Leo," Anya mumbled under his grip, feeling his weight on her, closing her eyes as she melted into their heated kiss.

Anya's heart was pounding with nervous excitement; this was their first time in such an intimate position. It was so... thrilling.

Her hands clung to Leo's sleeves, feeling his touch.

Leo's kisses trailed from her lips down her jawline to her neck, then to her shoulders...

Anya, anxious and worried, whispered, "Leo, stop, my dress is slipping."

Leo, breathing heavily, looked up and saw the lipstick-smeared girl, still captivating.

Leo tugged at Anya's straps, teasing, "Next time you wear this dress, I'll take it off, and don't you cry."

Anya blushed, nodding, "I won't wear it, I won't, Leo, I was wrong."

Leo lowered his head, resuming their kisses, his adrenaline surging, barely holding onto his composure.

Just as they neared the edge, Leo pulled back.

He lay on top of Anya, closed his eyes, and took deep breaths to calm himself, making sure not to hurt Anya.

After a few moments, Leo got up and went to the bathroom.

Anya quickly sat up to fix her dress.

When Leo came out, Anya had already touched up her makeup, sitting at the corner of the bed, looking like a wronged wife waiting for Leo.

He sat down at the foot of the bed, "You should never doubt my loyalty. Once I've set my heart on you, no other woman stands a chance.

I've been dealing with some issues lately, trust that your boyfriend can handle them alone. Stay out of it. The people at the office are complex, and I don't want you getting tangled up by picking me up after work." Anya obediently nodded, "I understand, Leo."

Leo continued, "And don't let my mom dress you up again. Just be yourself."

"But you like it when I'm like this. Usually, I'm not this sexy- Today you even pinned me down and kissed me, usually, it's me chasing you for kisses and hugs-"

Leo's frustration had cooled, but her words reignited it, rushing straight to his forehead. "Who told you that's what I like? Haven't I been kissing and holding you all this time? Anya, you're in a relationship, can't you focus on more than just this?"