"Tell me!" Adrian Walyon kept pressuring her, clearly signaling that he wouldn't relent unless she uttered a word that aligned with his desire.
Summer Sutton was at a loss.
She was someone who understood the situation well. Blushing, she yielded to his will, her voice so low it was barely audible, "I want to."
Adrian Walyon's lips curved into a faint smile, seemingly satisfied with her response.
"Tomorrow, we're not going anywhere." His lips trailed slowly down her slender neck, removing her clothes with every kiss.
Summer Sutton felt a discomfort from his kisses, biting her lip, almost unable to suppress a soft moan.
"I have to go back to Ariella Sawyer's tomorrow." Fearing he might continue endlessly, Summer Sutton reminded him.
"Postpone it." Adrian Walyon dismissed her words with those two words.
Summer Sutton had been back for over a week since New Year's Eve, and before, due to staying at the Walyon Family's mansion, they lived with so many people every day.
