"If he doesn’t take better care of himself, his wives will probably only be able to look, not touch," Sienna Johnson said seriously.
She wasn’t exaggerating, nor was she trying to scare Dan Taylor; she was factually pointing out the cause of his illness.
"What I’m saying is true. You always say that Abyanabad n are so potent, but I don’t think they’re all that."
"I’m not like Dan Taylor; don’t compare to him. I could handle twenty wives," Adrian Desmond grumbled, unhappy that Sienna questioned his abilities in that departnt.
Sienna Johnson kicked Adrian Desmond hard. When Adrian saw the look on her face, he knew he’d misspoken. He quickly explained, "I don’t an I’m going to marry twenty wives! I just want to tell you that I’ll keep you sexually fulfilled forever!"
Sienna Johnson slipped off her beaded shoes, placed her foot on a particularly sensitive part of him, and then rubbed it forcefully. Adrian Desmond’s face paled.
Sienna Johnson taunted, "See? Not so impressive after all, are you?"
"You damn woman!" That was a man’s most vulnerable spot, and she was actually grinding it with her foot! But... why did it feel so good?
Adrian Desmond wondered if he had S&M tendencies. Why did he feel a thrill of pleasure every ti this woman mistreated him?
Sienna Johnson, showing no rcy, jabbed him again with her foot. Adrian Desmond let out a muffled groan, his face paling further.
"What, still defiant? If you don’t submit, I’ll kick you again."
"Just wait until you’ve given birth! See if I don’t wear you out then!" Adrian Desmond cursed through gritted teeth.
"Go on, try and ’wear out’ now."
She’d recently had complications with her pregnancy, and the doctor had advised them against intercourse. So, Sienna Johnson was currently fearless. Adrian Desmond, despite his powerful libido, would never ignore their child’s safety by forcing himself on her.
...
The dinner party was at Dan Taylor’s large villa. When the car pulled up to the entrance, Walter Klein ca over to open the door, but Adrian Desmond remained in the car, not getting out.
Walter Klein, confused, reminded him, "Sixth Master, we’ve arrived."
"HMM," Adrian replied.
What did ’HMM’ an? Why wasn’t he getting out of the car? Walter wondered.
Inside the car, Adrian Desmond had taken Sienna Johnson’s coat and was using it to cover a certain... conspicuous area, while the woman opposite him laughed without a care.
"You just wait!" he seethed.
A gentleman’s revenge can wait ten years. No, not ten years. As soon as she gives birth, I’ll definitely make her pay!
"Sixth Master, you can wait in the car. I’ll go in first," Sienna offered.
"No! If you go in and I don’t follow, those guys will definitely co out to check on . If they see like this, it’ll be mortifying!"
He’d be laughed to death by them! His good-for-nothing friends were absolutely capable of such a thing.
"Then what should we do?" Sienna asked.
After a mont’s thought, Adrian Desmond had the driver take them to the nearest hotel and get a room. It wasn’t until Adrian pulled her into the hotel room that Sienna Johnson realized the gravity of the situation.
"Adrian! I just had that scare with the pregnancy recently! We can’t!" She didn’t dare joke around anymore; this man was clearly at his limit.
"Don’t you have two openings? If the one down below is off-limits, the one up top should still work, right?"
"I don’t want to!"
"Sienna Johnson, you started this fire. You have to take responsibility for putting it out."
"Take care of it yourself."
"How am I supposed to do that?"
"Don’t you have hands?"
"It’s no good when I do it myself; I don’t feel anything."
Adrian Desmond grabbed Sienna Johnson and pulled her towards the bed. She was so scared her face turned white. "Adrian, I was wrong! Please, calm down!"
Sienna Johnson was consud by regret. She knew she shouldn’t have provoked him. What could she do now? His eyes were bloodshot. When he got like this, nothing she said would get through to him.
"Adrian! No! If you dare try anything funny, I’ll go back to Sileria City!"
"I won’t go inside!"
...
An hour later, the man had finally vented his frustration. Sienna Johnson was a ss. She took a shower in the bathroom and ca out to see Adrian Desmond lying on the bed, gazing at her with a mournful, clearly unsatisfied expression.
"If you try anything like that again, I’ll ignore you from now on," Sienna Johnson said, her voice a little hoarse.
"You reap what you sow!" Adrian retorted, utterly unrepentant.
He looked at Sienna’s belly, thinking, When will this little one inside finally co out? I’m going to get an internal injury from holding back so much. Skirmishing on the periphery can never compare to the thrill of penetrating the core.
"Hurry up and take a shower. We’re already an hour late..." Sienna Johnson urged.
After her shower, she dressed very modestly, thoroughly covered up, terrified of accidentally reigniting the man’s desire. She was truly scared of him now.
If it weren’t for the baby in her belly, this man definitely wouldn’t have let her off so easily today.
"Let them wait."
"Hurry up and take your shower!"
"You wash !" He grinned seductively, looking at her with an expectant expression. He lay sprawled on the bed, completely naked, without the slightest hint of sha.
Sienna Johnson didn’t dare look, afraid she’d get a sty. "If I wash you, do you think you could just behave? Every ti we’ve showered together, haven’t things always escalated?"
Chuckling, Adrian Desmond got up and, without even bothering with a bathrobe, strolled naked into the bathroom. Sienna Johnson let out a long sigh of relief, her face etched with lingering fear.
Truly, you reap what you sow, she thought.
...
By the ti the two of them had composed themselves and arrived at Dan Taylor’s house from the hotel, a group of people had been waiting for them for quite a while.
When Dan Taylor saw Adrian Desmond, he complained, "I thought you weren’t coming! I called you, but you didn’t pick up."
"I was busy right then. Didn’t have ti to answer." Adrian Desmond glanced at Sienna Johnson, who blushed and turned her head away.
"Busy with what?" Dan Taylor asked.
"Naturally, sothing you’re currently willing to do but lack the strength for," Adrian Desmond said cryptically.
"What is it that I’m willing to do but lack the strength for?"
The two n understood each other perfectly; so things were best left unsaid. Dan Taylor looked at Adrian Desmond resentfully. "You’re so cruel, rubbing salt in my wounds."
"You’re a real disgrace to Abyanabad n!" Adrian Desmond said, looking at Dan Taylor with a troubled expression. In his eyes, how could an Abyanabad man possibly suffer from ’kidney deficiency’?
"You try marrying eighteen wives and see!" Dan Taylor retorted.
"Even if I married twenty, I wouldn’t get your kind of ’illness’."
Dan Taylor bristled. "If you’re so capable, go on and marry them! I’d like to see if you can still maintain your virility then!"
"..." Adrian was speechless.
"Hmph! You’re laughing at ? I married eighteen wives! You’ve only married one. What the hell do you have to be so arrogant about?"
Adrian Desmond, hands thrust into the pockets of his black casual trousers, lifted a long leg and kicked Dan Taylor squarely in the backside. Dan Taylor pitched face-first onto the lawn.
"Those wives of yours are all common floozies. A hundred of them put together wouldn’t be as beautiful as my wife. And your daughters? They’re hideous!"
Although Dan Taylor wasn’t as handso as Adrian Desmond, he definitely wasn’t ugly. His wives weren’t unattractive either. Yet, for so reason, each daughter they produced was uglier than the last.
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