"Mmm, Alexander Kingsley, what are you doing? Let go of me."
"Of course... you know." His thin lips parted slightly, uttering two words, then he resumed suckling on her smooth, delicate skin.
Carla Carr was wearing a dress, her hair disheveled as she'd been crying sadly when she returned to the villa, and now her beautiful almond eyes were slightly red and swollen.
"Alexander Kingsley, we've broken up!"
"You can no longer touch me!"
"Hmm?" Her words made his tall and slender body freeze for a moment, a tremor in his heart, and the next second he reached out a large hand to pinch her chin, "Don't want me to touch you. Then who... do you want to touch you? Hmm?"
His voice was incredibly alluring.
She avoided answering, "Alexander Kingsley, didn't you say to discuss the breakup in person? Then why are you getting handsy!"
Besides, she hadn't agreed to discuss it with him in person!
"Admiral, please... leave, okay?"
