"Look, you do love it"

Caesar had no experience dealing with rebellious teenagers.

Children in the Salleri family had always been few, and the family's educational traditions were strict. Children who grew up in such a family background would not have a rebellious phase or adolescence.

Among all the criminals he interrogated, there were none as young as her.

Lola's hand rested on Caesar's shoulder, her memory was fuzzy, and what existed now was more of a subconscious physical reaction. She leaned over to kiss Caesar's lips and cheeks, greedily inhaling the strong pheromone scent from him, like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time, lying at the only oasis in the desert, drinking large gulps of spring water.

Like a clingy kitten rubbing against people with its forehead and body, Lola's breath was like a kitten's soft fur, rubbing against him finely and tenderly, showing great dependence.

Accustomed to her foolishness and rebellion, the tenderness at this moment made Caesar's heart tremble slightly.