[Four Seasons Hotel, Beverly Hills — 7th December, 6:30 am]
When the sun finally started to shine as it rose above the horizon, Adam breathed in deeply before releasing a sigh and looked down at his handiwork. A pride look on his face and a smile coming from someone who was sure to have done a very good job.
"Hah~!"
The sheets of the bed were completely ruined and Lucia was twitching and moaning softly with her legs opened wide into an M shame, showing the copious amount of white liquid flowing out from her secret garden. Even now, he had a hard time believing the results of his own work.
He had not intended to go that far after all.
"I must say… This was far wilder than I imagined it to be."
— and this was an understatement.
His body was covered in sweat and his nose was bombarded by the overwhelming scent of sex permeating in the air and drenching the whole room in carnal hues.
