"It really is admirable. Did you hear those cheers, Eller? They all agree with my opinion," Adrian said as he switched on the light, wrapping his arm around Alexander Ambrosio as they entered the bedroom of their London villa.
"I think, perhaps, they just thought that lingerie was outstanding," Alexander chuckled softly, her charm irresistibly alluring, with a smile that could effortlessly captivate any man.
"Yes, that lingerie is indeed precious, worth $15 million, but without the right person wearing it, it's just a soulless object," Adrian said as he gently pinched her chin, "but once that beautiful, radiant lady puts it on, everyone can't help but applaud—I'm increasingly feeling that buying it for you would be appropriate, although I prefer you in another outfit."
No matter how much truth was in those sweet words, they were enough to make Alexander laugh even more charmingly.
