Chapter 95 Those Fingers Can Bring Pleasure

After getting home and taking a shower, Thalia put on her pajamas and leaned against the headboard, phone in hand. On the screen was her chat window with Tyren. She typed and deleted her message again and again. In the end, she tossed the phone aside in annoyance. It was already so late, yet Tyren still wasn't home. He didn't even leave her a message. Was he too busy enjoying himself somewhere to care about anything else? Thalia's chest felt tight as she lay down, trying to force herself to sleep. But her mind was filled with images of Tyren surrounded by those socialites. No matter how much she tossed and turned, she could not fall asleep. It wasn't until nearly midnight that Thalia finally heard the front door open. Thalia's eyes snapped open. Had Tyren finally had enough and decided to come home? Her heart skipped several beats. She didn't know why she felt guilty. She reached out and turned off her bedside lamp before closing her eyes. The door creaked open. A strong sme