And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 81

The dim light was casting a warm glow over the room.

Lips entwined with lips in a dance of temptation. Vivien reached out and deftly loosened Bainbridge’s tie, her voice a sultry whisper as she beckoned him closer.

“Bainbridge, if you want to sleep with me, you’ll have to put a ring on it.”

With a naughty grin, Bainbridge tugged at her dress, his touch implying more as he caressed her abdomen. “Marry you? Sure, but it’s a package deal.”

Vivien’s skin flushed with anticipation, her breath quickening.

“I thought I saw Mr. Peterson on my way up here.” Her voice was affected, a deliberate falsetto, even as her hands continued roaming his body.

“Valor?” Bainbridge chuckled. “That guy? Can he even get it up?”

“At least he goes by Valor,” Vivien cooed, her voice dripping with flirtation.

“Is he as strong as me?” Bainbridge’s words were fierce as he pinned her down onto the bed.

Vivien’s laughter was a melody, her body trembling like a blossoming flower.

passion

Dawn broke.

closer, wrapping her arms around Bainbridge’s waist. “You promised to marry

“Of course.”

ensure your old man invests in

only daughter in our family. He listens to me.

Bainbridge was content, his goals achieved with pleasurable

who is the founder of Summit

“You should know how capable lam. The founder’s probably just some old guy deep in thought, halfway to the grave. He’ll be at Grandpa’s seventieth birthday party. You can meet him

sure

off to the office. You head home,” Bainbridge

her on her

hailed a cab, and returned to the Sawyer family, her body aching pleasantly from the

she loved every minute of

Sawyer Mansion, a pungent smell furrowed her brow.

old hen can’t lay eggs, stop forcing

where were you last night?