Inside the car, the stunningly handsome man exuded even more coldness, seemingly forgetting he just mentioned that part of him was in pain.
He spoke, "Take off your clothes."
"One day, I didn't see you."
Eva Nightingale: "Aren't you seeing me now?" Take off clothes, how can he say that without turning red or his heart skipping a beat?
"What? Is there any part of you I haven't seen? Hmm?" With his most noble demeanor, he calmly said words that would make anyone blush.
"Honey, be good, I just want to see you."
His voice seemed to have magic power.
Eva Nightingale's face turned entirely red, and she was right, he had seen every part of her body, there was nothing to be shy about, she just never talked to a man in such a straightforward way, of course, she felt shy.
His commanding tone allowed no rebuttal, yet he seemed to coax her, "Since I've seen everything, and touched everything, what's wrong with taking it off now? Hmm?"
He didn't find this request unreasonable.
