Chapter 31: She also want to find out what 6-pack abs.

Damian Desmond made an inviting pose, but Fiona Forger remained motionless, clutching the glass door with both hands, looking at him to testify, 'You mustn't speak without keeping your word!'

'Am I that kind of person?' The corner of his lips slightly raised, 'Come with me to finish this bottle; I'll let you go. What's the landscape like here?'

Looking at the girl opposite with trembling hands holding a glass of wine as if facing a significant enemy, Damian Desmond stood up with a glass of wine, walked to the railing, turned to lean on, and took another sip before speaking.

Under the night sky, the towering figure of the man standing there was poise; unlike his usual expression, he was a little seductive; his whole body exuded a lazy but seductive look that made her unable to help but relax. Beware!

'So beautiful. But this is completely out of your style.' Fiona Forger took a deep breath, drawing the faint floral scent into her chest before answering.

'So what do you think my style sh