Then the man's large hand covered her big eyes, at the same time, a magnetic and seductive voice fell from above: "Little woman, you're not allowed to look at other men—"
Little woman, you're not allowed to look at other men.
Is this voice his?
"Didn't you hear me?" he asked back, then held her and approached the elevator, "Who gave you the guts to look at other men?"
Eva Nightingale: "..."
He ordered, "Close your eyes."
Eva Nightingale nodded, obediently closed her eyes, then felt something sealing her lips. She was stunned for a moment before coming to her senses; he kissed her and quickly left before she could react.
Eva Nightingale was placed into the luxury car.
Immediately afterward, as if distressed by the little woman's recent tears, he comfortingly said: "Wife, where do you like, hmm?"
Eva Nightingale was silent for two seconds, then replied: "There are many places I like, Bali Island, New York, and..."
