"Um, sorry to bother you two~"
"Could you please hurry up? I need to use the restroom."
"All the other restrooms are full, and I’ve had too much to drink tonight, I can’t hold it any longer, would you mind speeding it up?!"
"Alright, alright, alright," Eva Nightingale responded, "My... my man isn’t performing well in that area, he’s been done for a while, but he still insists on hogging the bathroom."
Lucas Knight’s handsome face turned cold: "Girl, do you want me to show you in the bathroom tonight?" Who gave her the courage to say he wasn’t good?
Outside, the woman urged again: "Hey handsome, with a voice as nice as yours, you can’t be that old. It’s no big deal for young guys to be quick, I won’t say anything bad about you. Don’t hog the bathroom, young couple, come out and open the door for me."
However, at this moment, one could imagine with a strand of hair how dark the man’s face was.
"How do you want to be handled, hmm?"
"Don’t want to—" she began to speak, "Hurry out, someone still needs to use the bathroom, the person outside has been waiting for so long."
The man’s eyes narrowed slightly: "What bathroom, taking care of business comes first."
With that, he domineeringly moved over her...
It wasn’t until three o’clock in the morning that Lucas Knight took Eva Nightingale home.
Well, after messing around with her a bit, he finally let her go.
Back at the villa, she was already awake, feeling a little headache, lying on the bed.
"Baby, let’s shower."
Lucas Knight quickly stripped off his clothes, came over, and carried her into the bathroom, where warm water washed over her body.
"Mr. Knight, will you help me wash?"
"What did you call me?" His hand squeezing the body wash paused.
"Mhm." He nodded in satisfaction, "I’ll help you wash." Seeing her disdainful expression, did she not realize, that this was the first time in his life he was helping a woman wash?
"I’ll do it myself..." she seemed to remember something, "By the way, since we are in a contract marriage, I won’t interfere with you, so there’s no need for you to fulfill a husband’s duties like warming my bed every night, you can go find those, actresses or something."
The hand scrubbing her halted suddenly, Lucas Knight stared blankly at her for two seconds, was this little thing trying to push him away?
Just wait and see how he’ll deal with her in bed later.
He then haphazardly scrubbed her with the body wash and washed her clean.
"Are you done?" she asked, "Can I go to sleep now?"
"Mhm." He nodded, "Not that you can go to sleep... but rather, we can go to sleep."
After speaking, he leaned over, dominantly captured her lips, and began kissing her.
The room was faintly filled with a deep sense of romance, a sensual ambiance was spreading, becoming more intense.
The cold neon lights outside shone on them, his body covered with glistening sweat, not letting go of her tiny waist.
The next day, when Eva Nightingale woke up, she only felt her whole body weak and sore, especially her waist, feeling like it could break.
She reached out and poked his muscles, firm, so firm.
Every time, she liked sleeping in his arms, snuggling up to him, falling into a deep and peaceful sleep.
"Baby, sleep a little longer," his satisfied voice came, hugging her close after he was finished.
The days passed, and a week went by.
A week later, there was a very important party.
Lucas Knight personally took Eva Nightingale onto a yacht, had a dress delivered to her, and even arranged a top professional makeup artist to style her for the evening’s party.