"Rich and domineering? Big?" He deliberately emphasized a few words, then returned to his usual cool and abstinent look, "Big?"
"..." Big... yes, it's quite... quite big.
What about him isn't big?
He is as rich as a nation, the exclusive labels for him are 'rich and domineering.' Moreover, he's not just big in wealth... there's his temper... and other things, countless undeniably.
"Drink more." To replenish and strengthen herself, or she won't be able to endure his "weight." If he hadn't let her go early today, she'd probably have passed out...
This fragile...
He still hadn't had enough, yes, he's never satisfied.
"Baby, don't beg for mercy so quickly next time..." His voice entwined her ears like a devil.
Eva Nightingale's face was flushed, she decisively moved to another spot, attempting to distance herself from him.
