Lucien Gray frivolously pinches Fiona's face, a deep kiss on her delicate red lips. Fiona slightly struggles, “Lucien, no! There is someone around!”
Hearing what she said, Lucien's actions become wilder rather than restrained. Fiona Turner gives a low cry of pain.
No longer, Nina feels a pain in her heart. “President, if you have nothing else to say, I will go down first.” She says in a cold voice, with a bit of stubbornness and contempt.
Lucien Gray looks up from Fiona's neck. His sharp eyes are sweeping over Nina's face. His voice is colder than Nina's, “Clean the living room.”
“You big jerk!” Nina curses in her heart. She doesn’t know what the hell is going on with Lucien Gray, forcing her to watch the scene.
The living room in the apartment is very clean. Nina has nothing to clean. Lucien Gray had her cleaning in the living room as an excuse to torture her.
With a cloth to wipe the dust on the furniture which doesn't exist, every action will involve a pain.
The child, her child, is growing up in her belly. Nina gently strokes her belly with one hand and is in a complex mood.
The strange man who has not seen clearly planted a small seed in her belly on a dark night. She should hate this kid, right?
But, for some reasons, Nina has no way of hating the child in her belly, which is still in its infancy. This is her child, her own child. She is a mother, she will protect her, let her come to the world smoothly.
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