Once all the horses were released, Antoninus selected the most docile one. He mounted the horse himself and gestured with his eyes for me to hand Chris to him. As I held Chris, I hesitated."Don't worry," Antoninus said, extending his hand with a gentle gaze.I bit my lip, feeling as helpless as poor Abraham as I reluctantly handed over my Isaac, saying, "Take care of him...""I will," he assured me.Antoninus took Chris in front of him, securing him with both arms. He was indeed responsible, but Chris didn't make it easy. He dared to move around happily on the horse's back."Chris!" I warned him, "Listen to Daddy! Otherwise, get down right now, and we'll go back!""Alright..." Chris sighed in boredom, "Mommy always worries too much."Antoninus nodded, "Indeed.""What are you two saying?" I asked, but they ignored me, urging the horses to move away."Hey!" I worriedly chased after them, "Slow down!""I know, Mommy!" Chris replied, running a few laps around the horse arena before retur

"Sorry, Mr. Blake. We agreed that I wouldn't work overtime.""Overtime? You dare to call this a rare opportunity 'overtime'? Don't be ridiculous! Take your camera and bring back the photos and the interview for me intact!"Ignoring my feelings, he pushed me out of the office.Before I left, he reminded me, "Be careful when changing clothes! Don't remove the tags from the collar! I need to return them tomorrow!""Oh...""Now go!"I had no choice but to call Eric."A ball? You left the President and Chris just to attend a ball?"I could practically see Eric's smug face through the phone!Annoyed, I retorted, "I'm going for an interview! It just happens to be at the same venue as the ball!""Apologies, even if it's to interview God, it's not allowed. I will ask the President for you, but he's in a meeting, and I don't know when it will end. If the President agrees, I'll let you know. In any case, be back at the rooftop at 5 p.m."After hanging up, I spent the entire afternoon looking at

I understood that Antoninus was expressing dissatisfaction about my biting him earlier. However, what matters most now is not his mockery, but how to handle the aftermath."You made Eric announce in front of so many people... that I am your companion. It will surely spread tomorrow." After all, this evening party had more than just our Nightingale family of reporters; Haar wished to have his name plastered on every newspaper in the city.Antoninus, however, showed no concern, "You don't need to worry about that.""But I need to know!" This is not only about him; it concerns me too! I do want to make it to the headlines, but I desire to have my pen name on it, not being treated as news!Being in the spotlight is an honor, but it's also risky, especially since I haven't decided whether I'll take Chris and escape from the presidential mansion in the future. I don't want to be recognized overseas and face the risk of exposure every day.Though Antoninus couldn't fathom my persistence, see

When Lucius finished speaking, I felt my entire body go cold. Antoninus, breaking his composure, took a protective stance in front of me. Lucius, witnessing this scene, widened his eyes in astonishment. "You care about this?" he said. "Your woman? You care about her?""This is great. I swear to God, I'll show you her laughing and screaming like a bitch when my big dick is inside her!"As soon as his words fell, Antoninus suddenly grabbed his collar. I was afraid that they would start fighting, especially since Lucius, the madman, still had the blood-stained knife in his hand. Fortunately, Antoninus restrained himself and replied coldly but firmly, "Lucius, stop dreaming! You won't take anything away.""Is that so? Let's wait and see," Lucius said. His gaze shifted from Antoninus to my face, and he made a kissing gesture towards me. "Wait for me! I will come back for you, my love."I breathed a sigh of relief only when he was out of sight. But the stabbing pain in my abdomen returned.

I feel like I might be really drunk, which is why I'm asking such a strange question. But I thought Antoninus would hesitate at least for a moment.  However, he stares at the flames and slowly opens his mouth, "Perhaps."  He's such a jerk! I'm a little angry and want to stand up, but he holds my hand and explains, "I just think that you would be better off with him than with me."  "Fine! Then I'll go find him right now!" I angrily try to get up, but my dizzy brain loses its sense of balance, and I fall back down twice after attempting to climb up. Alcohol really isn't a good thing. I angrily toss the cup aside. Antoninus actually laughs again. He reaches out his arm to support me, but I push him away irritably, and my eyes involuntarily turn red. So Antoninus's smiling face, which took so much effort to appear, disappears again. He purses his lips, and his eyes flicker with golden flames, "I'm sorry." I s