Facing the little woman with a red body, a flame in his eyes lit Ava.
She was easily introduced into his city, occupied by him, and controlled by him.
Holding Ava in his arms, Chase treated her as fragile, and put her on the bed carefully, then he knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, leaned over, admiring her presumptuously.
In this way, Ava’s shy face flushed, and he touched the bed with both hands, trying to find something to cover himself.
Chase suddenly reached out and clasped her wrist, “Don’t move.”
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