She gripped his hand. The man's fingers were tightly pinching her chin, the force painful.
"Mai, Alexis isn't taking good care of you."
Sienna Johnson went along with Adrian Desmond's words. "I guess she's just too inexperienced. I'll ask the Housekeeper to find a more experienced one to serve the Sixth Master tomorrow. The Sixth Master is quite... versatile in bed, so it's always better to find someone equally matched."
He suddenly lowered his voice. "Mai, is that really what you're thinking?"
Sienna's jaw ached from his grip. She tried to push him away but couldn't. "Yes, Sixth Master! That's exactly what I'm thinking."
"Is it? It seems to me you don't mean what you say!"
He roared in anger, his hands gripping her shoulders and thrusting her off the bed. Sienna stumbled, falling to her knees between his legs. He was wearing nothing underneath. When Sienna looked up, she was confronted by the dark thicket of his pubic hair.
"Adrian, what are you doing?"
