"I’ll teach you an adult lesson!"
He was noble and unparalleled, exuding an aura of abstinence, and continued:
"If you don’t want to learn the ’theory’, we can also practice!"
"..." Theory, practice?
What kind of lessons are these?
When did Eva Nightingale say she wanted to learn adult lessons?
Lucas Knight simply hugged her, got up, and pressed her down on a mahogany table, his warm breath scattering over her face:
"Darling, can’t you tell? Your husband wants you again."
He was being so indirect, wanting her to be a bit more proactive!
But his little woman was just so silly and adorable!
Eva moved slightly, her back against the cold table, unable to move as she was trapped.
"Your Highness, do you want me here?"
Her tone was... respectful yet negligent.
He was His Highness, he was the Crown Prince.
Back then, she said he didn’t have a job! She even thought... he was truly unemployed!
Lucas Knight simply stood up straight.
His deep, cold eyes, like a still pool of water, his Adam’s apple slightly moved.
His long and well-defined hands were unbuckling his belt, and soon, he pressed down on her again.
"You’re not allowed to call me like that anymore!" That title of ’Your Highness’ wasn’t for her to use.
He wouldn’t allow it, just wouldn’t!
"Be good, oranges and strawberries!"
Eva: "..." She inexplicably remembered the shock from the last time!
Oranges and strawberries add up to seven!
Seven times in one night!
She didn’t want that.
She had been tricked once before!
Just as the words fell, she saw the man pounce on her: "Alright, tonight, let’s get real!"
"From now on, I’ll throw all those covers away!"
"Mmm!" Eva was pressed against the table and before she could react, the man sealed her lips.
His sensual tongue slipped into her mouth!
Coursing through her body with a tingling electric current, Eva was once again defeated by the man’s superior kissing skills, her body went limp.
She had to stretch out her fair hands, embrace the man’s waist, clinging to him, and occasionally slipping her hands inside his shirt.
Exploring his sensual waist and abdomen!
"Be good, I’m going in!"
The man coaxed in a soft murmur, lifted her small hips, ready for the next step.
Unexpectedly, a huge gunshot shattered the silence: "Bang!"
Outside, it became chaotic, with screams echoing endlessly.
Lucas Knight swiftly took off his coat, wrapped it around Eva, and zipped up his pants.
Damn, there are assassins!
Lucas Knight held her and ran outside, surrounded by a group of men in black.
"Don’t be afraid!" The man gently comforted her, tightened his hold, and then, with a swift, lightning-fast move, he knocked down the men in black!
Then, he stepped on the necks of the men in black, stepped and stepped, stepping again and again!
Being interrupted in the middle of that kind of thing, the man was really displeased, the seven-day-long longing erupted, his whole body felt as hot as a furnace, as if it would explode at any moment!
The man in black spat blood and died!
"Don’t look." Lucas Knight covered Eva’s big eyes.
Holding her, he quickly retreated, personally sending her onto the rescue boat brought by Harry North.
When Sebastian Yansford arrived, he happened to witness the Crown Prince sending Eva onto the rescue boat!
He was not happy at all!
Sebastian Yansford’s voice was icy cold.
Lucas Knight’s voice was colder than the Eternal Glacier, his gaze almost devouring Sebastian Yansford!
Eva ran over from the rescue boat and threw herself into Sebastian Yansford’s embrace: "Uncle! I missed you so much!"
Sebastian Yansford held the girl securely in his arms, gently soothing: "Be good, Uncle missed you too!"