"Crown Prince, can I just give you a kiss?" A kiss to satisfy him, then he should let her go home, right?
"Mm." He slightly curled his lips.
The little woman's reaction made him quite pleased, warming his heart greatly.
He leaned down, bringing his seductive lips close to her.
Eva Nightingale clutched his neck, closed her beautiful eyes, and kissed him.
Hmm, damn it! Her lips were so soft, so fragrant, so smooth, and she was being so proactive, it was driving him crazy.
After all, he was a man.
A strong and vigorous man.
A man with considerable prowess.
Her actions were undoubtedly igniting a fire.
Hmm, discovering her allure, he indeed got greedy, picked her up into his arms, then carried her into the presidential suite.
Eva: "..." Oh my! Mr. President, this unruly Crown Prince, what does he intend to do?
Wasn't it agreed that a kiss would be enough to let her go?
