"Wake up...My dear son-in-law, "Eleanor whispered into his ear and lightly tapped his cheeks.
But Valerian didn't respond and kept sleeping.
Realising that it wasn't doing anything. Eleanor decided to lift the covers and slide under the sheets beside him. She pressed herself against his back, wrapping her arms around his waist, and whispered in a seductive voice.
"How long are you going to sleep...Sleepyhead." Eleanor bit on his earlobes as her voice dripped with affection and a mischievous plan.
'If he confuses me for my mom then...' She had a sinister punishment waiting if he fell for her trap.
She nuzzled into the back of his neck and inhaled his manly scent, which she loved. Her hand slowly slid down his chest, her fingers tracing every contour of his muscles.
But seeing how he was still fast asleep, Eleanor had had enough and exclaimed in frustration, "Argh, Seriously..."
