Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the winter night's cool breeze brushed by, while the tranquil lake rippled gently, not affecting the budding indoor spring fever one bit.
Feeling the man's firm, warm fingers, Serena felt a shiver spread through her body, her eyes inadvertently flushed with vibrant color.
She felt his solid, long knuckles, met his gaze and said, "I don't have the time, nor the interest."
"Hmm?" Adrian Shaw explored further inside, touching her sensitive inner structure.
"Hmm—" Serena let out a soft hum, unable to control it, and before coming to her senses, the sound had already escaped her throat.
Adrian Shaw's fingers never stopped unlocking the doors of memory, while his other strong arm tightly encircled her waist, leaning in to her ear, teasingly asking, "How come your humming sounds so pleasant?"
The scorching breath blew over her ear, like tiny currents weaving into her body, making Serena's bones instantly feel weak, her body slightly trembled.
