His tone was a bit roguish, a bit naughty.
Clearly knowing she didn't want a kiss, didn't want such a domineering forceful kiss, yet he insisted on saying it.
Causing her little face, no bigger than a palm, to blush, looking quite enticing.
Damn, his eyes suddenly heated up again! His sensual Adam's apple slightly moved.
Lil' temptress.
"Clearly reacting, yet stubbornly refusing!" As he finished speaking, he scooped her up again, "Be good. Snuggle well in my arms."
If she dared to move, he wouldn't mind doing something to her.
Pesty little thing, really not obedient!
Late at night, coming out wearing so little, not afraid of catching the attention of other men...
If another man eyed her, he'd have to deal with them again!
Eva Nightingale was thus forcibly led by the man into the imperial suite.
At the main seat, Lucas Knight took off his black coat and wrapped it entirely around her.
He even buttoned it up, covering her fair and fragrant shoulders.
