"How dare you say such things!"
The car they were in wasn’t the kind that had a partition separating the driver’s seat, so their conversation could be heard by the driver. Walter Klein was sitting in the driver’s seat, remaining expressionless throughout.
If their conversation got out, how could she ever show her face again? Why would this man say just anything that ca to his mind!
"Sienna Johnson, stop ssing around. If you ss around again, I will have my way with you right now!" Adrian Desmond threatened.
His words imdiately put Sienna in her place.
However, in the end, Sienna still grabbed his hand and bit down. Adrian felt her sharp teeth seemingly break his skin, and a warm current surged through his abdon. Surprisingly, Adrian found himself aroused.
"Stop ssing around, I’m getting aroused," Adrian whispered into her ear in a very low voice.
Sienna lowered her head and looked. Sure enough, Adrian’s "little Adrian" was standing tall and proud. "Adrian, you..." She was at a loss for words.
"You’ve beaten so much I’m starting to develop masochistic tendencies. The mont you hit , I get excited..."
"Shut up!"
"Tell , should I buy a leather whip and let you use it on in bed... Hmm?"
He was right beside her ear, his voice deep and seductive, his warm breath tickling her skin. His words were even bolder and more provocative. Sienna’s face turned crimson; if soone were to splash a basin of cold water on her face right then, it would surely produce steam.
"HEH HEH..."
He still dared to laugh! Sienna was about to hit him but, rembering what he had just said, she stopped herself. This utter pervert!
Adrian looked at the blushing woman, a fire igniting within him. He longed to pounce on her, to press her down fiercely, to make it so she could never leave the bed again!
Sienna was frightened by Adrian’s fierce gaze and beca completely docile.
This man was not soone she could afford to provoke. He was now heading straight down the path of perversion, even asking her to whip him...
An image floated into her mind: herself, dressed in sexy black leather, wearing high heels and a black mask, wielding a small whip and striking a man who wore only black leather underwear...
This forbidden scene, damn it, also made Sienna feel excited.
"What’s wrong?"
Sienna touched her forehead, blushing, and whispered, "It might be nice if you bought a whip to play with." I really want to try it.
Adrian: ...
"Sixth Master, we’ve arrived," Walter Klein said, looking straight ahead, his voice steady.
Finally, they’d arrived. Walter felt as if he had been liberated from so kind of torture. These two were getting more and more extre with their tastes.
The car stopped outside the Carpenter family residence. Both sides of the road were lined with luxury cars. The people stepping out of them were all dressed to the nines, each representing a significant power.
Sienna had never expected Elliot Carpenter to wield such influence. Just as Adrian was about to get out of the car, Sienna stopped him and asked,
"Everyone here today is either rich or noble. Does Mr. Carpenter really have this much influence?"
"So of them are here out of respect for ."
"Oh?"
"Elliot Carpenter is my uncle!"
Sienna had forgotten about that detail. She wouldn’t worry if these people were attending Elliot’s birthday banquet for Adrian’s sake. But if they were all here on Elliot’s account, then she would have more reason to be concerned.After all, it wasn’t a good thing for a rival to be too powerful.
Adrian got out of the car and extended his hand to Sienna. She placed her hand in his and also alighted. The mont Sienna appeared, she was like a luminous body, instantly attracting the gazes of everyone around.
"Why are they all looking at ?"
"Because you’re beautiful."
Sienna chuckled. She didn’t really believe that was the reason, as on their way in, she had already spotted several won whose beauty was by no ans inferior to her own.
Curly and Paige Desmond got out of another car. Paige Desmond held Curly’s hand. Curly wasn’t looking around; instead, she gazed straight ahead, maintaining a smile like a little princess. If soone greeted her, she would respond.
Sienna was very pleased with Curly’s performance today.
"...Your daughter is doing well today. I was actually afraid she’d be mischievous again."
Adrian glanced at his daughter, noticing her straight back and how, even when she bowed, the curve of her neck was graceful. It seed Paige Desmond had taught her quite a bit recently.
"Curly knew she was coming to a banquet, so she pestered Paige to teach her royal etiquette. She said she wanted to be a little princess for the day. I thought it was just a fleeting fancy, but she’s actually learned it quite well."
"Mm."
Both parents wore expressions of pride.
As soon as Curly stood before her parents, her deanor changed instantly. "Daddy, keeping my back straight is so tiring... Being a princess is really hard."
Sienna patted her daughter’s head and said, "Curly, the princess style really doesn’t suit you. You should just continue being your tomboyish self."
"Sigh, but handso guys don’t like tomboys. They all like delicate, sweet girls!"
"Who said that? Isn’t George a handso little guy? And he likes you."
The ntion of George sent a chill down Curly’s spine. Luckily, after his father had taken him away from the island that ti, she hadn’t seen him since.
"Sixth Brother..."
lanie Carpenter was greeting guests. When she saw Adrian, her gaze fixed on him, and she smiled as she proactively approached. "Sixth Brother, Dad is waiting for you at the back. Let take you to him."
Whether it was intentional or not, lanie seed to completely ignore the living, breathing person standing right next to Adrian.
Sienna looked at lanie and said, "lanie, long ti no see. How co you’ve gotten thinner? You should eat more. It’s not good for won to be too thin."
lanie retorted, "...Being thin is better than being fat. It’s only been a few days, and you’ve gained weight. If you keep getting fatter, I wonder if Sixth Brother will still recognize you."
"Him? Of course, he would. Who wouldn’t recognize their own wife? Right, Adrian?"
In this war between won, Adrian couldn’t avoid getting involved. "I like you a bit plumper!"
Curly also chid in, "Mm, my daddy likes my mommy to be a bit fatter. My daddy says, when Mommy is fatter, she feels better to touch."
"Adrian, what on earth have you been telling our daughter?" Sienna felt so embarrassed she could hardly face anyone.
"Oh, nothing. I just said that I like you better when you’re a bit plump."
Sienna’s face stiffened. This tactless man! Didn’t he know "fat" was a derogatory term? How dare he call her fat in front of her rival!
Sienna grabbed the flesh on Adrian’s arm and twisted it a full one hundred and eighty degrees. Adrian’s expression didn’t change, as if it wasn’t his arm being pinched at all.
"Sixth Brother, my dad is waiting for you," lanie urged, ignoring their private "interaction."
"Mm," Adrian replied, taking Sienna’s hand, intending to bring her along.
lanie stopped him. "Sixth Brother, my father has important matters to discuss with you. You can only go alone."
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