"Punishment? Father, how will you punish me?"
The purple-haired girl started laughing, the '01' on her face especially bright.
"What do you think? Just like last time."
Luca's hand had already found its way to those round, soft mounds.
Rosalia let out a soft moan and then displayed a seductive smile, twisting her body forward, her voluptuous figure wholly revealed in the sway, her fair skin at her chest fully exposed to Luca's view.
"Father, Luce is still waiting for us below, we need to hurry up..."
Luca's breathing became rapid, "Can't hurry. At least two hours, make him wait."
At this altitude of eight thousand meters, without his permission, no one could come here, and no one knew about his affair with his son's wife.
This death-defying thrill was something he had never experienced since becoming Lord of the Country.
"Father, you're really amazing~"
