Sienna Johnson looked into this man's eyes. They were deep, like a bottomless pool, and she felt she would eventually lose herself in them.
She was the eldest young lady of the Johnson family. Although not favored at home, she held considerable prestige outside. Possessing a beautiful face, countless men fawned over her. For years, she had guarded her heart well, only for it to fall into this man's hands.
"Mai, can we just get along and not fight?"
He held her hand, rubbing it against his cheek. His skin was a healthy wheat color, unlike the men she usually saw, who often had oily hair and powdered faces, a sight she found quite repellent.
In her bones, she still preferred powerful men like Adrian Desmond.
Seeing her staring at him for a long time without saying anything, Adrian curiously asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Sixth Master is very handsome."
"Call me Adrian!"
