"Yes, yes, Crown Prince, I’ll do exactly as you instructed." Aunt Fang wouldn’t dare to defy her master’s wishes!
After hanging up the phone, she hurried to get to work.
Meanwhile, on the rooftop, at the outdoor bathtub.
Eva Nightingale gazed at the entire castle and the bath filled with flower petals, feeling stunned.
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that the road leading to the castle’s entrance was paved with jade. There were numerous small helicopters, and at the mountain’s heavily fortified base were numerous patrolling soldiers.
Everywhere here was filled with priceless treasures, yet it didn’t seem vulgar, instead exuding an elegant artistic vibe. It symbolized identity, status, authority, and wealth.
"Bringing you home, aren’t you happy, hmm?" Lucas Knight cast her a deep, charming gaze.
The man’s voice always carried a hint of allure as he continued, "The hot spring here is sourced from miles away. It’s nice to take a bath together."
"Us, bathing together?" Eva’s face turned red involuntarily.
"Yes," he said. They had been married for quite some time, but they had never bathed together before. Wouldn’t it be a bit sudden tonight?
As she thought about it, he was already undressing.
"Husband, don’t take off your clothes."
"How am I supposed to bathe without taking them off? Hmm?" The man had already undone his elegant tie, taken off his black jacket, and unbuttoned his white shirt—one button, two buttons.
Meanwhile, his sexy Adam’s apple subtly moved, and as he unbuttoned his shirt, his chest muscles were exposed.
The man calmly removed his upper clothing and then unbuckled his custom-made, top-brand leather belt.
"You—" The sight of him undressing was so captivating she couldn’t bear to watch.
Moreover, he was so calm!!
Eva wished she could find a hole to hide in. Although they were married and had done everything expected of a couple, what was there to fear about bathing together? Yet, the way he took off his pants made her think too much.
"What’s the matter?" Lucas Knight was now only in a pair of men’s briefs.
"Uh, how about you wash first, and I’ll join you later—"
Lucas Knight’s brows were full of frost, and he looked at her displeased, his tone devoid of flirtation and sounding like a reprimand: "Woman, remember who your man is—"
They had done everything else, so what was wrong with bathing with him? He wasn’t going to eat her; he simply wanted to take a bath with her.