Yorrick ran his fingers over her lips and smiled. “I don’t have as many women as you think I have.”
“If there aren’t hundreds of them, at least there are dozens of them, right?” She smacked his hand away.
Yorrick grabbed her finger and held onto it. “That’s different.”
Xyla ignored him as she was too tired for his explanation. She pulled her hand out and propped it against Yorrick’s chest, intending to push him away, but his body felt as steady as a mountain.
He buried his face in her shoulder and chuckled. “You don’t like the fact that I have too many women around me, do you?”
Seeing that she could not push him away, Xyla simply stopped struggling.
‘Since he hates women who listen to him and do what he wants them to do, I’ll just become that.’
“Yeah, I don’t like the fact that too many women surround you.” Xyla took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck while giving off a hint of coquettishness through her flirtatious gaze. “Why should I share a man with other women,
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