When Lucas Knight learned that Charlotte Knight was fine, he finally let out a breath.
After all, she was one of the little sisters he doted on the most; hearing that she was okay was just about the best news he could get!
"Crown Prince." Eva Nightingale's voice came from behind him.
He turned his head back on instinct, a shadow of predatory gloom flashing in his deep eyes. "Baby, what did you just call me?"
He'd already told this little thing ages ago not to call him that!
Stupid girl, how did she forget again?
He really didn't like her calling him that. The only thing he liked was hearing her call him "husband"...
"Baby, what should you be calling me?"
"Hubby, Master Hubby!" The woman's cheeks flushed red.
"That's more like it. Don't let it happen again, got it? Otherwise..." His eyes narrowed a fraction, a dangerous glint in them as he glanced at the white king-size bed. "Next time you get it wrong, I'll punish you right there, hmm?"
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