Eva Nightingale: "Hmm?" Haha! That’s not fair, she didn’t ask him to pick her up, and besides, what’s he expecting as thanks?
Remembering the first time, and after that, he said if she didn’t behave, he’d come collecting. Does he... mean that now?
Seeming to think of something, she lifted her face and asked, "How many women have you kissed? Or, you know... slept with?"
After all, his kissing skills are so good—was it really his first time?
"Hmm?" Lucas Knight, wearing a robe, suddenly lowered his gaze and looked at her, "What did you say?"
Is her tone questioning him?
Claiming he kissed other women...
And slept with other women?
He’s so cold and "abstinent," with a serious fear of germs—when did she ever see him with other women?
He stared at her for three seconds, looking at her pristine lips, "I’ve only... kissed you."
She furrowed her brow, looking at him.
Soon, burned by the man’s gaze, she quickly shifted her view and then moved to the side of the elevator, trying to get further away from him, further still.
"Am I going to eat you?" He came all the way to pick her up—great, this little woman, actually keeping such a distance from him!
She moved back again and said, "You don’t eat people... but you... you kill!"
This is a sin, this is.
Lucas Knight’s eyes suddenly narrowed, shrouded in danger. The next moment, he pulled her over directly and commanded, "I’ll give you a chance—please me and I’ll let you go for the night." Otherwise, she shouldn’t think about getting out of bed tonight.
There’s a saying—ignite your own fire, extinguish it yourself.
"What?" Does he mean, tonight he’s going to do that to me?
For safety’s sake, better avoid such a situation in the future.
If pregnant... she thought she might not keep it!
Right, it’s impossible to happen so fast, they just got married—was she overthinking it?
Eva Nightingale said, "Boss, I don’t want to get pregnant now, I’m not feeling well lately, so no kissing..."
"Hmm?" He bent down, bringing his handsome face close to hers, "Can’t?"
Lucas Knight: "I’ll give you two choices—either I kiss you, or you kiss me."
Did he think he was too good to her, so she started negotiating?
"What if I choose neither? Is there a third option? Actually, I don’t like owing people—if there’s a third one, I think I’d choose it..."
Lucas Knight’s face turned dark: "There’s a third option, having a child."
Eva Nightingale: "..." That’s equal to not saying anything.
"Boss, sorry, I refuse the third option too!" The woman smiled a bit mischievously and was ready to run as soon as she finished speaking.
Who would have thought that Lucas Knight would make his move quickly, blocking her path.
Eva Nightingale: "..."
Eva Nightingale: "No... not anymore!"
Relying on a woman’s intuition, she clearly knew she had angered this man.
"Here." He extended his large, fair hand, "Come over."
"Oh..." Eva Nightingale obediently stretched out her fair little hand, placing it in the man’s palm for him to hold.
The air suddenly turned more charming.
Lucas Knight lowered his head: "Don’t worry, it’s just to take you home, why are you nervous?"
Eva Nightingale: "Oh..." Then I won’t be nervous!!
Though keeping some distance from him, his unique scent still filled her nose, making Eva Nightingale’s ears burn.