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Enna Clark’s palms were sweating with nervousness.
She had spent a significant portion of her savings on this gift, but she wasn’t sure if Baron Lawrence would like it.
After all, Baron had everything he needed, and a gift that required Enna to grit her teeth and save up might be just a trivial toy to him.
“I originally wanted to buy you a shirt, but the shirts from this brand are too expensive, and I don’t have that much money right now. I’ll buy you one for your birthday next year.” He didn’t say anything, and Enna became even more nervous, awkwardly explaining.
Just as she finished speaking, the arrogant man grabbed her hand and led her towards the bedroom—
“Baron Lawrence?” Enna stumbled and couldn’t understand his intentions.
“Shut up and follow me.”
The bedroom looked exactly the same as when she had left it. In the luxurious cloakroom, everything seemed extravagant.
He let go of her hand and pulled open a drawer in the cloakroom.
The drawer was full of ties, all kinds of styles, colors, and top-tier luxury brands.
He picked out a dark gray tie and held it up to himself, “How about this tie with the tie clip?”
Before Enna could even comment, he frowned and threw it aside, “No, the color is too dark.”
He found another tie with a lighter color and asked Enna, “How about this one?”
“It seems too light; it doesn’t make the tie clip stand out.” He complained again, rummaging through the drawer for a while before finally choosing a tie with a simple British style and a moderate color. “This one.”
He took it out and put it on in a few seconds.
Then he beckoned Enna, “Come.”
He grabbed her hand, shoved the tie clip into her palm, and commanded, “Help me put it on!”
Enna was still feeling dazed. The scent of sandalwood and alcohol on him wafted into her nostrils. She picked up the tie clip, bit her lip, recalled the position she had seen on TV, and put it on his tie. “Done.”
Baron Lawrence’s eyes burned witn neat as ne 100Red down at ner, “Enna, does it look good?”
With his looks and physique, even wearing a flower would look good on him, let alone a high-end tie clip. Enna couldn’t lie and say it didn’t look good, nor did she want to. She nodded, suppressing her shyness, “It looks good.”
The starlight in his eyes seemed ready to shatter. His rosy lips, alluring and irresistibly sexy, moved up and down as he spoke, “Enna, I really want to fuck you into my bones! ”
How could she make him love her so much! So much!
Each second feeling like the previous wasn’t enough love!
Wishing to blend her into his bones, spending every single moment with her!
How could he let her go ?
Even if she didn’t like him, he just couldn’t let go!
Baron Lawrence’s mood was at an all-time high. He had never been so happy on his birthday. The gloom of the day had been swept away by her small gift, and she had completely won him over.
Suppressing his urge to sleep with her and remembering Enna’s words about preparing dinner for him, he bit her neck, raised his head, and devilishly said, “I’m hungry. Let’s eat first.”
He’d ‘eat’ her after dinner!
Tonight, he would ‘eat’ her clean and make her realize that men shouldn’t be trifled with!