His Domineering Lover

Lucille Robles cooked a whole table of dishes but it ended with Thirza getting her tongue burnt.

Steve took care of Thirza and forgot totally about the dishes. When he finished, the dishes were already cold.

Lucille recalled that Tracey had said that this child was strange and quick-witted. She did not expect this child to be a little too spoiled.

And all her impressions about men being unable to take care of children due to their lack of caution vanished at the moment.

Steve was not cold. He was very kind to this child.

Thirza ate the kiwi and asked Steve to play with her. Robles was already beginning to pity Steve.

"Good girl Thirza, Steve hasn't had dinner yet. Let him eat and play with you, okay?"

Thirza let go of Steve's hand and lowered her eyes, looking a little disappointed. "But I want to play the puzzle now. I can't do it alone."

Steve had spoiled her very much since she was a child. How could he bear to let her down? "I'm not hungry. Go ahead and eat. I'll play the puzzle with her."

They went on and on with the puzzle until dusk fell. After that, Steve took a bath for Thirza and put her to bed.

"Steve, tell me a story."

"What story do you want tonight?"

The two of them completely ignored Lucille. It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Thirza fell asleep.

Only then did Steve remember Lucille. "Sorry for leaving you alone here. That kid just wouldn't sleep without a few stories."

"It's okay. Thirza is still a child, but in fact, she's quite cute. You're also tired. I'll make you something to eat. You can have a rest."

"No, it's not early, I'll drive you home." Steve was not hungry at all after eating the kiwi Thirza couldn't finish.

"Well, Steve, actually... Tracey was hoping that I can live in your house for a while, and also take good care of Thirza by the way." "Well... then you can go to rest. There is a guest room over there." Steve couldn't refuse Thirza and Tracey's requests.

"Alright."

Steve was not used to it that a woman suddenly appeared in his house, but he had promised Tracey that he would give it a try. If he drove Lucille out now, who knew what Tracey the devil would say? "Never mind, letting her stay for a few days won't hurt."

Steve turned off the lights in the living room and went back to the room to take a bath. It turned out that taking care of the child could be quite exhausting.

He wrapped himself in a bath towel and was about to go to sleep, only to find that there was a woman in the bedroom.

Lucille was lying on his bed in sexy lingerie, and her face was a little red.

"Steve..." She wanted to speak but stopped on second thought. Her eyes were full of charm. Everyone knew what she meant.

"Miss Robles, what do you mean?" Steve stood still.

Tracey did say this woman was fine in all aspects but failed to mention that she was this bold.

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Steve had not yet refused when he heard a scream. Then the door was pushed open and a small figure rushed in.

"Whoo, whoo... Steve."

"Thirza, what's wrong?" Steve looked at the girl standing at the door, dragging a big bunny, barefooted, and crying. Thirza threw the bunny away and ran towards Steve. "Steve, there's a big monster that wants to eat me. It's so scary..."

Steve held her in his arms and comforted her. "It's a dream, just a dream. Don't be afraid, Thirza. I'm here."

"But I don't dare to close my eyes. Once I close my eyes, I can see the big monster's face. It has such long fangs. It's so scary..." "Don't be afraid. I'll leave the lights on for you, okay?"

"Not okay. Steve, I wanna sleep with you. You will protect me, won't you?"

Steve immediately promised, "Of course, I will protect you. Come on, let's hop on to the bed."

He picked up Thirza and walked

towards his bed. Lucille was still

sitting on the bed with an

enchanting posture. The whole

scene was as awkward as it got. She

was ignored again.

It was the most unbelievable thing for her that Steve would choose a dumb, crying, pampered little girl over her.

"Aren't you cold, aunt Lucille, wearing only that few clothes?" Thirza asked in surprise.

Lucille was a little embarrassed. "Ahem, no, I'm not. I'm okay. I got the blanket."

"But my mommy said that there is a difference between men and women. Why are you in Steve's bed?"

Lucille blushed at Thirza's words. How come such a little girl asked so many embarrassing questions?

She could only make up an excuse, "I'm here to bring Steve a blanket."

"Oh, I'm here now so you don't have. to worry. Go back to your room then. If you don't sleep enough, you might get wrinkles on your face. By the way, close the door on your way but."

Lucille left in embarrassment. She really closed the door for them. The moment she closed the door, she remembered something. What was going on? She actually listened to a child? ,

She smiled contentedly and nestled in Steve's arms. "Steve, if you need to hug me in your arms so that monster won't bite me."

"Okay, I'll hold you all the time." Steve turned off the light. It was the first time for him to sleep with Thirza in his arms.

But he didn't think much about it. She was just a child.

After turning off the lights, a smile of triumph crept on Thirza's face.

Thirza was careless, but not stupid. She had learned a lot about what men and women would do.

She had seen her mother and father tangled up with each other on the bed and she knew that was something that could only be done between a couple.

Previously, when Lucille was changing clothes, she had been hiding outside the door and saw it. And she had also seen her mom dressed in some peculiar clothes before. Although she didn't know why it had to be like this, the clothes barely covering any part of the body, what she did know was that her father liked it that way.

From that, she judged that Lucille was doing it so as to let Steve like her. Thirza could, in no way, let that happen.

Steve was hers, and she would not let anyone take him away.

"Steve, you have to wait for me, wait for me to grow up and marry you."

Steve did not know what Thirza had been thinking and still treated her the way he always had.

However, what happened gave Lucille a headache. On the surface, this little girl called her auntie sweetly.

But she always had a feeling that Thirza did not like her. Did she take it wrong?

When she made breakfast for the three of them, Thirza would suddenly say she wanted something she saw at a breakfast stall and Steve would drive her there.

As for lunch, the two of them barely came back forthat.

When Steve was finally at home, which was rare, Lucille wanted to take the chance to push things a bit further.

And that was when Thirza would cling to Steve for this and that, asking him to read her bedtime stories.

Lucille could only talk to Steve for two minutes tops a day. She was being driven mad.

Was Thirza doing all this to her on purpose? But could a child her age really have the brain for something like that?

But what happened next proved that not only did Thirza have the brain for that, she was also much better than Lucille was.