As he leaned in for a kiss, Enna Clark quickly grabbed a book from the bedside, blocking her face, "Let me read to you!"
Instead of kissing her sweet lips, he ended up kissing a cold, dirty book. Baron Lawrence's handsome face darkened and he sat up.
Enna blinked quickly and, with unusual obedience, she helped him pull up the covers and said softly, "Baron Lawrence, you haven't slept for two days. You need to rest or it will be detrimental to your health. I'll read to you, okay?"
"If I say it's not okay, will you let me sleep?" There was a clearly disgruntled tone in his voice.
Enna blushed briefly, then honestly replied, "No."
After being ravished twice in three days, she was nearly at her limit.
"Hypocritical woman!" Baron Lawrence held a stern face, getting more and more upset, "You say such nice words but you're just trying to appease me."
Enna pretended not to hear and flipped open the book.
