"You're thinking about how to avoid carrying my child, aren't you?" Joshua Hughes looked at her with eyes as dark as the deep sea.
"Of course."
Avery Jane had no intention of hiding her thoughts; there was no need to in front of this man.
Her clear eyes met his sharp gaze directly, without flinching, without hiding.
The man stepped on his luxurious suit pants, reached out to pinch her chin, his deep dark pupils narrowing as if he wanted to crush her will, sneering: "You underestimate my abilities."
"Disgusting."
His words were clearly suggestive, making her blush involuntarily.
"Don't have any ideas or make any resistance, it's all useless. What I, Joshua Hughes, want, I've always gotten since I was young. Unless I willingly let you go, you have no chance. Be good and give me a little one, just stay by my side."
His tone was slow, the voice low and pleasant.
