"Why should I just believe you?"
That woman went to his company to take nude photos, did he really not glance at her even once?!
"Lucas Knight, tell me the truth, did you look or not..."
"Didn't look." He hooked her in reverse, with a slap on her perky bottom that was not too light or too heavy, "Do you want me to look?!"
Does she really not trust him?
"Don't want to..." Eva Nightingale blushed, "Your hand is injured, can you stop touching randomly."
He's injured, yet still puts his hand anywhere on her!
She felt this man's hormonal scent growing stronger.
Is he really just out from a monastery?
"Okay, okay, won't touch." Having said that, he picked her up and walked out of the room.
Eva Nightingale: "I haven't washed up yet."
"Put me down quickly!"
She's about to give birth, and this man still isn't being proper.
He's really unpredictable, cold to her one moment, then suddenly passionate, sticking close to her with that burning heat.
