Taking place in the secluded Imperial Castle, Sarah Sins, who had been confined for two days, was roused from her sleep in the middle of a dream.
In the soft, warm light, the man's enchanting face was merely inches away. He had a tall, straight nose and gleaming eyes that chilled the air around them.
Her eyes still blurry from sleep, Sarah's flawless features were hazed in dreamy beauty. Just as she was about to speak, a sudden pain invaded her lips, causing her to instinctively cry out, "Let go of me!"
"Heh, woman, by what right could you refuse?" Luke Blackwood's face was deep and handsome, his icy voice filled with indifferent arrogance. It was the third sentence he had spoken during these two days.
The first sentence: "Stay upstairs and wait!"
The second: "Don't ever leave, to avoid bearing some unknown seed!"
A slight tremor in her heart, Sarah calmed down as she recalled the reason for her willing confinement. Her beautiful face softened from its initial stiffness. Her fair, smooth arms turned from rigid to pliant, from resisting to embracing him.
Freed by the goddess, beneath Luke Blackwood's peerless face was a languid iciness. His light-colored eyes revealed a disturbing indifference. His icy voice was filled with detachment as he said, "Speak, if there's anything."
With her clothes in disarray, Sarah lay flat on the edge of the bed, looking at the languid man beside her with misty, intoxicated eyes, as though deeply in love.
Incredibly beautiful, Sarah's delicate face had impeccable features. Her skin was as soft as jade, her eyebrows curved like a new moon, and her lips and nose perfectly proportioned. The most captivating of all were her bright eyes.
They carried a natural flirtatious charm, though her frosty demeanor usually suppressed it. Now, however, she let it all unfold. Her blurry smile was full of allure as she said, "Has anyone ever told you that you're great?"
"I'm not great… How else would you have a baby?"
Luke Blackwood's eyes slightly lifted, his deep, ink-black gaze fixed on the enticing, beautiful face before him. Yet, within those profound eyes, Sarah clearly saw his indifferent coldness.
"What I mean is… you don't have to work so hard," Sarah stammered, her small face suddenly flushing with heat. Her rosy, tender complexion became even more gorgeous and charming.
“If you could reproduce on your own, I wouldn't have to work so hard. Besides, if I don't put in some effort, how could you be sure that the seed I’ve sown has already taken root and sprouted?”
“Or have you fallen in love with me, not wanting to get pregnant too quickly, and wanting to linger with me a bit longer?”
Ambiguous words spilled from Luke’s cold lips, yet they carried a piercing chill that shot straight to the heart.
Sarah's lips were cherry-like, her smile blooming like a summer flower at the corner of her mouth. “I think I’ve fallen in love with your money!”
"Heh, if you can satisfy me more completely, perhaps... I could give you even more money."
Mocking words, laced with a deep chill, made Sarah's heart tremble slightly as she slowly looked over.
The light spilled out like water, illuminating his crystal-clear, unprecedentedly handsome face. His long eyebrows and deep-set eyes, like an ancient pool, his straight nose, and slightly pursed thin lips were like a masterpiece of ink painting. Yet, the words he uttered…
Sarah's heart bled. Her bright eyes blurred. With a coquettish chuckle, she slowly moved closer and pecked the corner of Luke’s lips. "Then tell me, how can I satisfy you more completely?"
“Like this, for example.”
As he spoke, Luke gently turned his body, taking complete control.
Sarah's body trembled slightly, her eyelashes fluttering as they veiled the watery light in her eyes.
If going to hell could get her more money, Sarah was willing to sink with him into the abyss, never to recover in their shared downfall.