Abyanabad, AK Club.
A few Russians with big noses, each with two beautiful Eastern women in their arms, touching, kissing wantonly. If Adrian Desmond weren't present, these people would probably have engaged in an orgy.
"Sixth Master, don't you like women?"
Everyone had a beautiful woman by their side, except Adrian Desmond whose side was quite clean. Adrian Desmond was extremely handsome, causing the Russians to wonder if he had certain issues or maybe problems with his orientation.
"I do, but I only want the woman at home!"
Adrian's gaze swept over those pretty faces, pretty as they were, there was always something missing, not as charming as the one at his house.
"Are you talking about your wife, Sixth Master?"
"Yes."
"Is she beautiful?"
Adrian Desmond didn't respond; he disliked discussing his woman with other men. Adrian had an obsessive need to possess Sienna Johnson, wishing he could lock her up at home so she wouldn't see anyone but him.
