Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 941 - 939: This Night Is Nothing But a Transaction (Part 1)

Presidential Mansion, grand and luxurious.

On her way there, Eva Nightingale deliberately used maternity cosmetics to put on exquisite makeup. Her purpose was to please him!!

Because her skin was fair, and she had been taken care of well by him usually, even on the brink of giving birth, she was still stunningly beautiful.

She was so beautiful, he couldn’t be blamed for indulging in desires—it really wasn’t his fault!

At this moment, Lucas Knight was in the study on the second floor, about to go on a business trip in a few days. She was now 28 weeks pregnant, seven months. At 37 weeks, it would be considered a full term. He had to finish his work and then rush back to accompany her, postponing all work within two months after returning from the trip.

...

When Eva Nightingale arrived at the study, the man was still busy with work. Technically, she shouldn’t be at the Presidential Mansion, but due to her pregnancy... When the bodyguards blocked her, she threatened with her belly, leaving them no choice but to let her in.

"Crown Prince!"

She walked towards the man.

Gently called out, and then caressed as she sat on his lap.

Because Eva was here tonight to please him, didn’t he like her body very much? To repay him, to help Laura, she embraced the idea of selling her body for the first time.

Yes... Selling her body to her ex-husband—does it count as selling?

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" He immediately stopped his work, tossed the papers onto the desk, and turned to hold her slender waist, "Should we go to the hospital?"

In his memory, the times she took the initiative were truly rare. She even constantly accused him of being too forceful, wishing to be ten thousand miles away from him every time they slept.

"Lucas..." She climbed onto his neck, hugging him, her tone tender, "Tonight, stay with me, will you?!"

Stay with her.

The two words fell into his ears, his body instinctively heated up, but he maintained a cold exterior—what does this little woman intend?

Eva had already slid her hand into his clothes: "Crown Prince... the weather isn’t very good lately. Sleeping alone is colder. Tonight, stay and sleep with me, okay?"

"I want you to sleep with me..."

The man was just about to say something, but her sudden transformation into such a temptress, seemingly trying to seduce him—it was fatal, his first reaction was that she was sick!

The little thing must have drunk the wrong thing!

Drunk the wrong thing, that’s why she wanted him, holding onto him, clinging to him.

"Baby..." This was the most intimate nickname he called her after neglecting her for over half a month. Just as he wanted to console her, who could have known, in the next second, Eva extended her fair hand to cover his sexy lips, "Crown Prince, don’t speak, just look at me, okay..."

On his lips was her white slender hand, blatantly enticing him. Having been together for so long, he had never known she had such skills.

His deep, narrow phoenix eyes slightly squinted, subtly exuding a sense of danger, staring at her with a burning, hot gaze.

Their gazes met in the air, and in each other’s eyes was the other...

Eva’s eyes were large, lashes curled and lifted, like a feather fan, casting a beautiful shadow over her big eyes.

Her beautiful pupils, with a touch of purple—not exaggerated but just the right amount of noble purple, shining like a gemstone.

Her eyes were truly beautiful!

For three seconds, almost drawing his soul inside.

Fairy, why were her eyes so clear? Every time he looked into her eyes, he would be captivated...

Eva’s eyes glimmered with a watery haze, gently speaking: "Crown Prince, stay and sleep with me tonight..."