"Ridicule me? Do they think their lives are too long?" His hand roamed her body as he spoke arrogantly.
Yes, knowing how ruthless Sixth Master was, ordinary people really wouldn't have the guts.
Sienna Johnson struggled slightly from his arms, bit her lip, and said firmly and seriously, "I am very possessive. My man can only belong to me! Other things can be shared, but not a man. It was true four years ago, and it's still true now!"
"I get it, you nag. Let's sleep!"
Adrian Desmond pulled her into his arms, half his body pressing down on her. As Sienna Johnson leaned against his chest, listening to his even breathing, her heart was heavy with worry.
"Adrian, when I had Curly, my body didn't recover well. I might not be able to give you a son in the future..."
