Savanna smiled slowly. Her smile was ethereal and exquisite, yet it made people feel cold.
She leaned forward and sat on his lap, pitting her arms around his neck.
Their lips touched and their eyes met.
Seeing that Brandon's look was frighteningly dark, Savanna felt a bit scared.
"Brandon, I..." She could hardly speak.
Brandon had always known that she was the most gorgeous woman in this world.
But he didn't know whether Cain had seen this kind of beauty, and the anger, which he had just suppressed, rose again when he thought of this.
Savanna was his woman and she would always be.
Brandon was shocked by his thoughts. It turned out that his desire to be in possession of Savanna was so strong.
He sat on the chair and smoked.