, After the kiss, Titus Zane let go of Nathan Moore, standing opposite him with a still cold expression.
"Can you tell me now?"
Nathan Moore glanced down at the bulge in his trousers, "What do you think?"
Following Nathan Moore's gaze, Titus Zane was so angry he wanted to swear.
The jerk, just a kiss and he's aroused. Does he get impulsive so easily? It's no wonder Olivia Zane has such a frail body after being with him.
Seeing no response from Titus Zane, Nathan Moore didn't insist, fiddled with his properly tied tie and said carelessly, "If you don't want to know, let's forget it," and turned to leave, only to have his arm grabbed by Titus Zane.
Giving up halfway, wasn't the effort before all for nothing?
Nathan Moore turned his handsome face, only to see Titus Zane looking at him with a cold gaze, asking, "How can we get it out for you?"
"Here," Nathan Moore's finger absent-mindedly slid across Titus Zane's lower abdomen.
Titus Zane...
