The tall and straight man gazed deeply at her, his proud and aloof face resembling that of a medieval nobleman. His sexy Adam's apple moved, and his rosy lips brushed against each other, "Can you understand my urge to crush you into my bones right now?"
Enna Clark felt slightly embarrassed, not knowing what he meant.
Baron Lawrence stared at her unblinkingly, truly wanting to crush her into his bones.
Who said Enna was weak?
This woman was not weak at all. She had never been weak!
Strength is not measured by muscle development, power, money, or status, but by whether a person can withstand shocking events while remaining true to themselves.
In this regard, Enna had always been strong.
She had her own set of principles for dealing with things from beginning to end. These principles had influenced Tobias Clark many times, so the little guy had his own set of theories about how to handle things at a young age.
