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The next day, Eva Nightingale opened her eyes, and the first scent that hit her nose was that of desire.
The soreness between her legs and the feeling of her whole body about to fall apart made every cell in her body wake up.
An enchanting night last night, this man really is...
Eva had just moved slightly when the man's large hand encircled her, pulling her back into the bed, "Baby, it's still early, sleep a little more."
He was satisfied and in a particularly good mood, his voice lacking its usual sharpness.
"Lucas Knight, I want to visit Eastern Europe!" she spoke.
"..." He was startled for a moment; maybe this was the reason she was so proactive last night?
This was why... last night she waited for him after bathing, eagerly clinging to him?
Every time she's proactive, it never leads to anything good.
"Alright, go ahead," he still agreed.
This time he rarely complied with her wishes.
"Madam, I'll take you there."
"Won't it be too much trouble for you?!"
