Alla, who was initially quite upset, was stunned to hear his words.
"You're hurt like this, and you still have the mood to think about that kind of thing?"
The man, who hadn't thought much about it, saw her bewildered and tearful expression, and his dark eyes began to fill with desire.
Hmm... Suddenly he remembered the last time they were together, how he had her pressed against the carpet, pleading and crying softly as he tormented her...
His Adam's apple moved, and his lower abdomen tightened, but all he could do was think, "If it weren't for this injury, you wouldn't be able to leave the manor for the next few days."
The sight of her made him want her day and night. Without reason, he craved her body, her heart, for his own satisfaction.
Alla wasn't sure how to respond to his comment. After staring at him blankly for a few seconds, she changed the subject, "Are you thirsty? Would you like some water?"
