Bathing with him together, it's really just so...
A certain part of him reacted, and her first instinct was, of course, to flee.
Who knew that just as she stepped away, his cold voice came over, full of command: "Who allowed you to leave."
She started the fire. Naturally, she should be the one to put it out.
Not helping him was one thing, but running away as well? Was she trying to make him suffer?
"Cough cough, Admiral, I think..." She turned around, her cheeks flushed, looking at him in the bathtub, "Admiral, who on earth spread those rumors before?" Who said Alexander Kingsley was gay, and who said Alexander Kingsley was passive, saying he wasn't interested in women.
Because of this, Carla Carr dared to seduce him, dared to hit on him repeatedly!
From the moment she hit on him, she regretted it.
Who exactly spread those rumors!
She regretted it so much.
"What rumors?" Alexander Kingsley lit a cigar, took a puff, and his eyes, full of danger, looked at her.
