President's Contract Wife

Lucien Gray frivolously pinches Fiona's face, a deep kiss on her delicate red lips. Fiona slightly struggles, “Lucien, no! There is someone around!”

Hearing what she said, Lucien's actions become wilder rather than restrained. Fiona Turner gives a low cry of pain.

No longer, Nina feels a pain in her heart. “President, if you have nothing else to say, I will go down first.” She says in a cold voice, with a bit of stubbornness and contempt.

Lucien Gray looks up from Fiona's neck. His sharp eyes are sweeping over Nina's face. His voice is colder than Nina's, “Clean the living room.”

“You big jerk!” Nina curses in her heart. She doesn’t know what the hell is going on with Lucien Gray, forcing her to watch the scene.

The living room in the apartment is very clean. Nina has nothing to clean. Lucien Gray had her cleaning in the living room as an excuse to torture her.

dust on the furniture which doesn't

child, her child, is growing up in her belly. Nina gently strokes her

who has not seen clearly planted a small seed in her belly on a dark night. She

This is her child, her

angel. There is a smile on Nina's face. She is too preoccupied with her daughter’s future to care about the man and woman

him, but he can't help glancing

face, sees a soft touch of her belly with one hand, a dreamy smile on her face. A vision of what she is looking for and a vision that makes her

she must be

uh, loves that man, doesn’t