My Notorious Gentleman's

#17

"You again."

Trevor showed a faint smile.

"It's not nice to whisper in front of a former spy, Miss Kenwood. We get pretty good training in that sort of thing."

Trevor walked towards Grace, looking pleased with what he had found, as he could now see Grace more clearly under the light.

Yes, Trevor would have enjoyed their previous passionate moments in that dark room, had he known that she was this beautiful under the light.

Grace turned out to be taller than Trevor had imagined before, with firm curves, and an aura of independence that emanated clearly. Even the woman's body seemed to hint that there were very few things in this life that could shake her. And after years of living up to Laura's fickle emotions and moods, Grace Kenwood could suddenly make Trevor feel relaxed, feeling like a deep breath of clean, fresh air.

Grace's head is almost as tall as Trevor's chin, which is slightly different from his ideal type, as he usually tends to look for smaller women. He felt their tiny size brought out his protective side.

Grace's height, making the woman can easily look at Trevor's eyes. And the eyes that were shining on him were a beautiful bright blue color.

Grace's thick curls can be said to be of regular brown color. Then Trevor remembered the long golden lashes and the soft skin, which Trevor was sure never touched by the powder or the appearance of the face.

There were absolutely no tricks of trickery in carrying Grace, and it made Trevor tremble like a horse that had been driven too far before finally being herded back into the stable

Maybe he was more exhausted than Trevor thought, because he always hid in anger and anxiety

But right now, he was trying to give a friendly smile.

Grace smiles back at him, and Trevor thinks the woman's somewhat disdainful attitude may be the most adorable thing Trevor has ever seen in his life. Makes Grace look like a kid. But in addition, every inch of Grace's body confirms the figure of a real woman.

"How much did you hear?" sue Grace while crossing her arms in front of her chest that contained.

"There's enough to confirm what you already know that I'm not a shepherd knight."

"Hmm, not really." Grace tapped her fingers against his arm while he tried to hold back his smile.

"But I'm smart." Trevor's smile widened.

"Because of that, Miss Kenwood, I can draw the conclusion that keeping information from your servants, usually will not work" Trevor said, bowing in salute.

"You better know that now. Who knows if we'll really be neighbors."

"really?" Grace's eyes seemed to sparkle with interest.

"Are you just trying to please an old man, My Lord, or are you really interested in Grange?"

"If it means I can live next door to your house, I might be interested." Trevor watched Grace for a while, trying to hold back his hungry roar of the woman, who had come out of nowhere.

But of course, having this much desire for Grace was a waste, for it was quite clear now that the woman he faced was a Tower of Virtue.

Ah, okay. Trying to keep touching Grace though in a more polite way, Trevor grabs the woman's hand without warning.

"Protect me, Grace!" his orders.

"Let's see if you deserve your name."

Trevor looked forward to Grace's reply, Trevor walking towards the dance floor, taking Grace with him. He walked through the crowd without looking back.

"Lord Trevor!" grace Protest.

"Come on, this is gonna be fun."

Trevor had absolutely no intention of giving Grace a chance to refuse.