The man's deep eyes were fervent and scorching, the smile on his lips growing broader, his sexy and husky voice tinged with a teasing note.
"Alright, I'll satisfy you, Claire."
Claire Green: "..."
The old rogue, who's satisfying whom really.
Watching him lift his foot, a lazy voice escaped her lips.
"No need to bother, big brother."
Watching the disappearing figure on the balcony, Julian Sia's Adam's apple moved slightly, a pleasant laugh bubbled out.
Who knows how Claire is cursing him in her heart.
Quickly.
Claire Green sauntered over lazily. Just as she stood still, someone shoved a sparkler into her hand.
Lowering her eyes to the slender object in her hand, she raised an eyebrow slightly, lazily uttering two words, "Childish."
Did she look like someone who plays with these?
"A sparkler matches a fairy perfectly," Isabella Xyler said with a twinkle in her eye, waving her own, "It's not childish at all."
Finally.
She started urging, "Olivia, hurry up and light it."
