Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 942 - 940: Tonight Is Just a Transaction (Part 2)

"What I want is that kind of sleep."

"Possessive sleep..."

She spoke clearly enough, hoping he could understand. Didn’t he like her body very much? She would give it, openly and entirely.

"Get down." His voice was hoarse beyond belief. This little thing, had seduction techniques that were unmatched; even fairies weren’t as deadly as her!

She’s about to give birth soon, yet she still dared to provoke him. Seems like he truly hadn’t disciplined her enough before.

Eva Nightingale came with a purpose, so of course she wouldn’t back down. Because he was leaving her alone more and more, perhaps he really divided his love for her among others. A sour feeling rose in her heart, and instead of getting down, she nestled closer in his arms.

"Sir, I’d like to ask you for a favor."

Her words made him pause, "So..." Was she being so proactive just to ask him for help?

He suddenly pinched Eva Nightingale’s chin, "Want to make a deal with me, hmm?"

She said nothing, implying her consent.

She had no choice; Alexander Kingsley was a commanding figure, only the Crown Prince could suppress him. To help Carla Carr, she was willing to risk it all. Only if he agreed and ordered his people to cooperate could she arrange for Carla Carr’s safety, erase all traces, and transfer shares from the Nightingale Group to Carla Carr’s name, ensuring her and the baby’s well-being.

Eva Nightingale nodded, "Crown Prince, be gentle, it hurts."

Her chin was about to be crushed!

"Hurt?" He sneered, releasing her slightly, "From the very beginning, was it always about making a deal?"

He thought she loved him, accepted him.

Who would’ve guessed, halfway through the seduction, it turned out this was her move.

She had quite the nerve, daring to use him!

Ha, who’s the one in real pain here?

Eva Nightingale understood his mercurial nature, and came prepared. Even as he pinched her chin, she held no grievance, though he had eased his grip considerably, she still frowned from the pain.

"Come, look at me." He lifted her palm-sized face, forcing Eva Nightingale to meet his gaze. She expected him to explode in anger, but unexpectedly, he kissed her.

His seductive pheromones completely overwhelmed her. His cold lips touched her forehead, then moved down to her pert nose, cheeks, and finally her lips...

He sucked her lips one by one, as if it were punishment. Yes, punishment, it was so forceful it wasn’t a kiss.

His breath quickened, roughly nibbling her before saying, "Little thing, truly beautiful! Truly sweet."

Eva Nightingale was prepared to accompany him for the night, so no matter how he tortured her, she planned not to resist.

After randomly nibbling her lips again, he finally said, "The deal... is possible, I’ll fulfill it for you!"

With that, he raised his hand and lightly smacked her on the rear.

"Be good, go back, clean yourself up, and wait for me!"

"Trim your nails, and don’t eat chili for dinner... Otherwise, the deal is off."

Eva Nightingale: "..." No chili, trim nails, what was he planning!

Sensing her hesitation, he sneered, "Pregnant, besides the mouth and hands, what else can be used?" His words were full of sarcasm, unprecedentedly cold, "Little thing, quite capable... even learned to make deals, deals should look like deals."

"Why are you crying?" He sneered, "Remember, from now on between us, it’s only about deals... nothing else."