At ten o'clock the next morning, Isabella finally woke up from her sleep. After the madness of last night, her body felt extremely tired.
Fortunately, she was a psychic, whose constitution was stronger than ordinary people, otherwise, she would not be able to walk today.
"Hi, you're awake," Alexander's charming and mature face greeted Isabella as she opened her eyes.
For some reason, Isabella felt that Alexander seemed to have become younger. If he didn't actively reveal it, no one would guess his real age.
"You seem even more handsome now. If you go out now and claim to be America's richest man, I bet no one will believe it," Isabella said with a smile.
"Being the richest man is just a title. It means nothing to me. The happiest thing is to be with the women I love," Alexander kissed Isabella's cheek.
"Yes, I want to be with you forever," Isabella embraced Alexander. As they both were naked, Isabella felt Alexander's penis hardening again when they hugged.
