The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 319 - 320: Abyanabad Men are so Terrifying

Chapter 319: Chapter 320: Abyanabad Men are so Terrifying

"Ouch, that hurts! Stop it right now!"

"Adrian Desmond, I’m going to kill you today!" Sienna Johnson bared her teeth and claws, looking like an angry little beast.

"Would you really? Hmm? Killing me would make you a widow..." Adrian Desmond said playfully.

"Even if I become a widow, I’ll still kill you, you pervert!"

In the bathroom, the two chased and fought each other. Sixth Master was in a miserable state. Walter Klein and the bodyguards in the living room overheard the commotion and wished they could cover their ears.

Oh God, just make them deaf already, they thought.

"Weren’t you saying you wouldn’t marry into the Phillips Family? So this necklace won’t be on your neck ever again. What’s so disgusting about that? That old hag from the Phillips Family humiliated you so much, wasn’t it satisfying? A necklace that’s been soaked in urine, treated as a family heirloom... Haha..." Just thinking about it was so vindicating, Adrian Desmond mused.

"You stop that, you dare to mention it again!" Sienna Johnson hit him while Adrian Desmond dodged her blows. He didn’t want to confront her directly for fear of hurting her.

After all, she was his woman, and if she got hurt, he would be the one feeling the pain, he thought.

In the end, Sienna Johnson got tired and stood with her hands on her hips, panting.

"Sweetie, calm down. Don’t get so angry that you hurt yourself," Adrian Desmond said gently.

Sienna Johnson was exhausted, but Adrian Desmond was completely unaffected. His unlabored breathing and unflushed face made her jealous of his stamina.

"Adrian Desmond, I never want to see you again!" Sienna Johnson furiously pointed at him, her voice sharp with anger.

Sienna Johnson couldn’t defeat this pervert, so she turned to leave. Adrian Desmond, hobbling, chased after her, wrapped his arms around her, and apologized. "Don’t be mad... Alright, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, okay? What can I do to make you forgive me?"

"Drink all the urine in the sink, and I’ll forgive you!" Sienna Johnson pointed at the yellow liquid in the sink and told Adrian Desmond.

To deal with a pervert, use perverted methods! she thought.

"Drink urine, huh?" Adrian Desmond scoffed.

"Yes!"

"I thought it was some big deal."

Sienna Johnson had thought the man would be angry and embarrassed, but instead, he seemed completely unfazed. Had Adrian Desmond become so perverted that even drinking urine didn’t bother him? If Adrian Desmond was really this perverted, she would need to reconsider and distance herself from him. She wouldn’t be able to handle such an extreme pervert.

"If I really drink it, you promise not to be mad?" Adrian Desmond looked at Sienna Johnson, smirking slyly. "You won’t have any psychological issues from me kissing you with lips that have drunk urine?"

Sienna Johnson’s mouth twitched. This damned pervert! He’d actually drunk urine before... And they’d kissed countless times! The mere thought that he’d drunk urine made Sienna genuinely want to vomit.

Adrian Desmond squatted down in front of Sienna Johnson and lifted the hem of her skirt. Sienna Johnson, confused, asked, "Adrian Desmond, what are you doing?"

"Drinking urine..."

"Adrian Desmond, you pervert!"

She pushed him away through her gauzy skirt... "Stop! Quick... Stop... it..."

...

The bathroom door rattled from the inside with continuous bangs for an hour before everything fell silent.

"Bastard!"

"Swear at me again, and I’ll do you till dawn!"

This threat was effective; at least Sienna Johnson closed her mouth, glaring at him resentfully. Adrian Desmond gently touched her face, asking with concern, "Does it hurt? If not, let’s do it again. I want more..."

"It hurts!" she whispered.

Adrian Desmond kissed her lips, looking satisfied as he let her go. "I’ll spare you... for now."

"Ah..."

"I still want more..."

"Adrian Desmond! It hurts..."

...

Adrian Desmond said he would take her to a special place, so she dressed up, expecting a lovely date. But instead, Adrian Desmond took her from the bathroom to the bed, making love to her all night until she was utterly spent.

「The next day.」

She could hardly get out of bed.

"Let me help you..."

Sienna Johnson’s skirt zipper was at the back, making it hard for her to put on by herself. Adrian Desmond offered to help, but she flinched away from him, still wary.

"What are you scared of?"

Adrian Desmond pulled her close and zipped up her skirt. Her enticing neck was too tempting, and he couldn’t help but kiss it. Sienna Johnson tensed up.

"Adrian Desmond, stay away from me!"

"Don’t worry, I won’t touch you this time."

As if anyone would believe that! Sienna Johnson thought.

"Do you know why men in Abyanabad have multiple wives?"

"Because they’re lustful," Sienna Johnson said irritably, deeply detesting the polygamous system of Abyanabad men.

"It’s because men in Abyanabad have a strong libido. Adult men there need to make love two to three times daily, so they usually have four wives! Four wives are just right!"

Adrian Desmond told her a short story, "A sixty-year-old man went to the doctor, saying he had a problem with his ability to perform. The doctor asked him how often he did it, and he said once a day..."

...

"When you’re eighty, I’ll still want to do you every day!"

Sienna Johnson shuddered at the thought. Eighty years old... At eighty, all she’d want is a peaceful, quiet life. Him, every day? Oh God, please take this man away!

Sienna Johnson glared at him fiercely. "What do you mean? Are you saying I can’t satisfy you, so you’re planning to marry three more wives?"

"I have no such idea. I just wanted to tell you that you might be more tired in the future."

"Well, why don’t you restrain yourself then?" Even if she couldn’t satisfy Adrian Desmond, Sienna Johnson wouldn’t allow him to find other women. Yes, she was just that selfish a woman!

"Baby, I’m already restraining myself." He grabbed her hand and guided it to his arousal. Amazingly, even after an entire night, ’it’ still had plenty of vigor.

Sienna Johnson wondered if she should get some medicine to make him less robust. She really couldn’t take it anymore.

"I really want to take you back to Abyanabad, tie you to the bed, and do you every day until you can’t get out of bed!"

Sienna Johnson’s mouth twitched. "Adrian Desmond, restrain yourself. Such indulgence is bad for your health..."