Fell Into His Love Trap (Skylar and Tobias)

Chapter 265

However, Skylar was in no mood to think about those things. Her eyes were fixed on her phone screen

as she wondered where all these fans had come from.

It was possible that her company had bought fake followers for her. After all, she had way too little

followers on her Instagram page before, and it had made her look a little pathetic.

Skylar grabbed hold of Tobias’s wandering hand, pulled it out of her underwear, and got out of bed to

open the curtains.

Instantly, the blinding rays of the morning sun spilled in through the windows and shone down on Tobias,

who had gone to sleep only in his underwear.

Skylar couldn’t help herself from ogling at his well-proportioned body. How much did he spend on gym

membership to achieve those six-pack abs?

Tobias shielded his eyes from the sun. He sounded as though he had just woke up. “Why are you pulling

the curtains open? Some things are better done in the dark.”

Skylar was already wearing her clothes. “Who said I was going to continue rolling around in bed with

you? I have to go to the office now. I have an audition for an advertisement.”

“What time does it start?”

“In the afternoon,” Skylar replied without hesitation.

Tobias stretched out his hand and grabbed his phone from the edge of his bed. It was only eight in the

morning.

Her eyes were drawn to the burgeoning tent at the front of his pants. If his underwear wasn’t there to

keep it in check…

She couldn’t help but imagine the salacious image in her mind. Shuddering slightly, she decided not to

provoke him so early in the morning. She didn’t want to get a fiery dose of him just as she woke up.

After being woken up by Skylar, Tobias couldn’t fall asleep again. He clamped a cigarette between his Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

teeth and made his way to the bathroom.

“Are you going to take a shower? I’ve prepared a towel for you. I’ve even changed them once every

three days, like you requested.”

Tobias turned around and looked at her. “Since you can’t satisfy me, I have no choice but to use my

hands to satisfy my needs.”

He said that with a completely straight face. Skylar played dumb and continued packing her things.

After he went into the bathroom, she crept over and pushed the door slightly ajar.

The room was full of smoke—evidently, Tobias had forgotten to turn on the ventilation in the bathroom

before he started puffing away on his cigarette.

He squinted his eyes and saw a pair of eyes peeking out at him from the gap in the doorway.

“Do you have a particular interest in watching men in the bathroom? Or are you coming in to assist me in

the shower?”

Realizing that she had been discovered, Skylar said without hesitation, “I thought you were really going

to do it with your hand.”

“Why would I use my hand when I have my woman? If you’re really concerned about me, come in and

help me out.”

Skylar pushed open the door and went to stand by the sink, silently watching both of their reflections in

the mirror.

Tobias’ hair was cropped in a very stylist fashion. His facial features were smooth and delicate, and his

side profile was nothing short of perfect. Both his looks and the manner with he carried himself made her

swoon a little.

She wondered wistfully at how beautiful their future children would be.

But will we even have children? Skylar chastised herself for thinking of something so foolish.

Tobias and she were as different as the earth and the sky—she was earth, and he was the sky!

He was a wealthy man sought after by numerous girls in the entertainment industry, and most of them

were famous actresses. They were more than suitable partners for a man of his standing.

Throughout their one year relationship, he had never once promised to marry her or to take care of her

for the rest of her life.

As Skylar stared at the mirror in a daze, Tobias handed his shaving razor to her. “Do you want to help me

shave?”

She frowned. “I don’t know how to use this, and I’ve never helped anyone shave before. Do you have an

electric shaver? I think I might have a go with that.”

Tobias had already smothered his chin with shaving foam. “Electric razors don’t work very well on me. I’ll

lie down on the sofa and you can do the honors.”

The growth rate of one’s hair was closely tied with the production level of hormones in one’s body.

Tobias’ moustache grew very fast—although he shaved in the morning, Skylar often found bristles on his

chin by the afternoon.

No wonder he was so insatiable in bed. Sometimes, she wondered if a woman could truly satisfy him.

Tobias lay down on the sofa. Carefully, Skylar positioned the razor on his cheek and scraped it down his

chin gently.

He shut his eyes without a care in the world. As her hand made its way down his cheek, he could feel the

tenderness of her skin against his own.

Abruptly, he said, “I wish I could take a break from work today to be with you for the next twenty-four

hours.”