Carrie hopped to the snowman, and Millionaire rolled the snowmanâs
head back.
She carried the snowball and got on her tiptoes to put the head back.
1. Millionaire wagged its tail and circled the beautiful girl while
rolling by her feet.
âHahaha. Arenât you cold, Millionaire? Iâll knit you a sweater.â
âWoof! Woof!â
Millionaire wagged its tail, seemingly to acknowledge Carrie. He jumped on Carrie excitedly and licked
her cheeks.
âHahaha, that tickles! Stop it, Millionaire.â Carrie fell to the ground,
and they started rolling around in the snow.
Ryan watched the heartwarming scene and stared at Carrie lovingly.
He thought he could never have such a mundane yet happy life
It never occurred to him that Carrie would be the one to give it
He had what other men had, too.
âMr. Hoffman, Millionaire is a biter and only listens to you. I didnât
expect Millionaire to get along well with Ms. Carrie,â Yasmin
approached and said with a gratifying smile.
âMillionaireâs a perv.â
Yasmin thought to herself, âWell, the pet takes after the owner.â
Ryan was jealous of Millionaire pouncing on Carrie and was tempted
to disown the dog.
Damn it. He had stooped so low to be jealous of a dog.
âMillionaire, leave her alone!â Ryan shouted angrily.
He went over and helped Carrie up. The latter was covered in snow.
âThereâs too much snow. I donât want you to catch a cold.â He leaned
forward and brushed the snow off her.
âThank you, Ryan.â
âDonât thank me.â
Ryan fixated on her pretty eyes, his breath sweeping against her rosy
cheeks. âCarrie, you are important to me. It makes me happy to be
with you. I should be the one to thank you.â
âBut I have done nothing.â Carrie looked confused.
âYou have done a lot.â
Ryan gripped her frozen hands and rubbed them against his
her hands to his lips and breathed out warm air.
âCome to my arms.â
The man unbuttoned his black coat, and she nestled into his embrac
She nuzzled up against him and closed her eyes in comfort,
enveloped in his scorching testosterone.
Ryan felt a fiery sensation creeping up his loins.
âCarrie.â
âHuh?â Carrieâs soft voice sounded muffled.
âYou can only behave like this with me.â
Ryan lowered his gaze at her, his eyes fervent in the snowstorm. He wished he could hold her forever.
His voice was raspy. âI will be angry. if you behave like this with someone else. I can be scary when Iâm
mad.â
âH-How scary?â Carrie was timid, and it showed in her eyes..
The affectionate look on Ryanâs face was bewitching as he drew
close to her face, his lips nearly touching hers. âVery scary. Do you
want to test me? Hm?â