The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 350 - 351: I’ve liked you for a long time

Peach Blossom Secret Restaurant was not far from where they lived, about a half-hour walk, which was perfect for aiding digestion after a meal.

Sienna Johnson turned her head to see the black Maybach following not far behind and asked, "Adrian Desmond, Sileria City isn’t Abyanabad. Why do you always bring bodyguards with you? Villains who might not have initially wanted to kidnap you could get ideas seeing your bodyguards and decide to target you. It’s like a man covered in jewelry telling a thief, ’Come and rob me! Come and rob me!’"

Adrian Desmond was amused by Sienna Johnson’s playful expression. "Am I that easy a target?"

"Sileria City is very safe."

Sienna Johnson had always felt insecure in Abyanabad, but here in Sileria City, she felt quite at peace. For instance, she wouldn’t be afraid even if she had to go home alone this late at night.

"I’ve offended quite a few people over the years. Who knows if some idiot might decide to take revenge on me..."

"Can’t you stop engaging in those illegal activities?"

"Everything I’m involved in is legal."

"You deal in arms!"

"My arms dealing is legal. I even have a Business License."

Sienna Johnson really couldn’t understand this world anymore. Arms dealing could actually be a legitimate business these days.

"You arms dealers, do you realize how many wars are happening and how many people are being displaced because of you?..."

"The other day, I saw a news report about a three-year-old boy named Aylan who died on a beach, a story that shocked the world. Aylan’s father, Abdullah Kurdi, his wife, children, and eleven other refugees boarded a small boat designed for only four people. They were sailing from the Midmi Peninsula in Armandera towards Kos Island in Achilleas. The overloaded boat capsized, and more than ten refugees, including five children, drowned. In this tragedy, Abdullah lost his wife, Riyana, and their two sons, aged three and four."

The night wind began to pick up. Adrian Desmond took off his coat and wrapped it around Sienna Johnson. Warmth spread through her heart. For a woman like her, who had lacked love since childhood, being cherished by a man felt incredibly comforting.

"Many things in this world can kill: knives, guns, even an ordinary George on the ground. Some wars and deaths don’t happen because I sell weapons. On the contrary, wars create the market for arms dealing."

"Are you trying to say that where there’s a market, there’s demand?"

"More or less. For me, selling weapons is like you selling medicine; it’s not about right or wrong. It’s just business. As long as it’s profitable, I’ll keep doing it. When it stops being profitable, I’ll quit."

"We’re quite a pair then. You sell weapons that kill, and I sell medicine that heals and saves lives."

A perfect match? Adrian Desmond liked the sound of that. "In that case, I’ll sell more weapons, injure more people, and give your business a boost."

"You..."

"Are you tired? Want me to carry you?" Adrian Desmond knew she rarely exercised and was wearing high heels, so he asked considerately.

"Okay! Quick, squat down... I’m going to jump on!"

Seeing her mischievous expression, Adrian Desmond smiled and squatted down firmly. Sienna Johnson suddenly leaped onto his back, trying to knock him over. But Adrian Desmond didn’t budge. Once she was on, he grasped her legs and stood up abruptly, startling Sienna Johnson so much that she quickly clung to his neck!

"Adrian Desmond! You’re terrible, you scared me!"

Sienna Johnson complained, twisting his ear. Adrian Desmond’s gaze sharpened. "Getting bold, are we? Daring to twist my ear?"

"I’ll twist it if I want to! What are you going to do about it?" Not only did she twist his ear, but she also nipped him with her sharp little teeth.

Adrian Desmond adjusted her higher on his back, giving her bottom a warning pat. "Keep misbehaving, and I might just spank you."

"AH, that hurts..."

"Hold on tight to my neck. I’m going to run! If you fall and get hurt, don’t you dare cry."

"I’m not Curly; I’m not a crybaby! Run, run!" Sienna Johnson exclaimed, clinging tightly to Adrian Desmond’s neck, slightly exhilarated from the wine.

Adrian Desmond felt the warmth on his shoulder and chuckled softly, his own heart warming. He bent down, adjusted Sienna Johnson on his back, and dashed off.

"AAAH!" Adrian Desmond ran so fast that Sienna Johnson felt like she was riding a horse. She screamed, both of them filled with exhilaration.

After running non-stop for ten minutes, Adrian Desmond put Sienna Johnson down and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Sienna Johnson stood by, laughing at him.

"Sixth Master, don’t you claim to exercise daily? How come you’re out of breath after carrying me such a short distance? That won’t do at all!"

Adrian Desmond suddenly reached out, swept her up into a bridal carry, tossed her above his head, and caught her securely after spinning her twice. He boomed, "How about now?! Still dare to laugh at me?"

"I don’t dare, I don’t dare! You big brute!"

"HMM? Still calling me a brute? Watch how I deal with you..."

Sienna Johnson clung tightly to his neck, refusing to let go. She had acrophobia, and the skydiving incident had left a deep psychological scar. Being tossed to this height terrified her.

"I don’t dare, I don’t dare! Don’t throw me! What if you don’t catch me?..."

"Who said I wouldn’t catch you?"

"No, no, of course you’ll catch me! Just don’t throw me! AAAH!" Sienna Johnson screamed in fear.

Adrian Desmond knew she was scared and stopped teasing her. He set her on the ground and hugged her, gazing at her flushed face. He lowered his head, touching his forehead to hers. "Sienna, the first time I saw you, you were sitting on the deck, looking so pitifully fragile, yet your eyes were so stubborn... You seemed so vulnerable, but you exuded a kind of strength... I found myself wondering if such a beautiful woman could be a mermaid from the sea... I thought you were truly beautiful and wondered what you would look like when you smiled."

"Did you like me back then? But you seemed so disdainful towards me at the time..."

"That’s how men in Abyanabad generally act towards women..."

He reached out, gently touching the blush on Sienna Johnson’s cheek. "Sienna, I hope you’ll always be this happy with me."

Sienna Johnson shyly buried her face in his chest and mumbled, "Why are you suddenly saying all this? It’s not like you, Sixth Master."

"And what is the Sixth Master’s style?"

"Domineering, chauvinistic, only caring about his own enjoyment, completely disregarding whether others live or die..."

Adrian Desmond swiftly picked her up. "AH..." He tossed her into the air several times. Seeing Sienna Johnson’s face turn pale, he finally set her down. "You ungrateful woman! If I didn’t care whether you lived or died, you’d have been gone from this world long ago..."

"Yes, yes, it’s all thanks to the Sixth Master. When I get back, I’ll set up a longevity tablet for you and burn incense three times a day in your honor."

Adrian Desmond frowned. "I’m not dead. Why would you burn incense for me?"