Alex reached the penthouse again in a few minutes, carrying Kary in his arms like it was nothing, and landed on the balcony, this time not falling prey to an opportunist demon.
As he put Kary down, she slid her hands on her shirt, brushing the wrinkles of flying at high speed away, before turning around and giving Alex a light punch in the stomach.
"You could have warned me, you know?" she complained, pouting.
Alex chuckled at her childish reaction before embracing her tightly.
"The journalist was running toward us, and I didn't want to deal with them. I'll leave that to Mr. Gu and Jack. So, I reacted with little thought. I'm sorry," he pleaded, kissing her on the neck.
Kary shivered a bit, in pleasure, before grabbing his ass with both hands.
"For that ass? I'd forgive murder," she joked.
Alex nervously laughed, as, technically, he had already committed murder… But that wasn't a subject he wanted to discuss.
