The woman I've decided on, unless I die, will not change!
Enna Clark's heart thudded with a tremor.
Before she could come back to her senses, the domineering man had already taken her hand and slid the ring onto her ring finger.
A simple silver ring, when placed on his well-defined and slender ring finger, suddenly seemed upscale.
Baron Lawrence suddenly lowered his head, leaned close to Enna Clark's ear, his hot breath spraying on her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine, "If there ever comes a day it changes, I'll give you advance notice. If you live to see that day that is…"
Since the formation of his character, the things he was sure of never changed easily.
Now that he had set his mind on this woman, he wouldn't change his mind easily either.
If there really came such a day, he would also inform her in advance.
But, there would never be such a day, unless he died!
