#28

“What if I hadn't come in contact with myself as a businessman and own a hotel? I must have thought that you're some sort of freak who paints castles in the air…our genes are suitable…are you crazy!!!” MaySa became more and more enraged. and began to struggle to break free from Clayton's shackles, which was not easy.

“Then let's see if my heavenly air Could it be true?”

Ummm cried out. As Clayton pushed her body halfway down her desk. “What the hell!...What are you going to do?” May cried out as Clayton pressed her against his desk with one hand. And he moved his other hand to pull her pants off her hips.

“How do you draw a castle, sweetheart… um?”