Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 796 - 795: A Kingly Man
Sexual orientation is normal.
These few words made Alexander Kingsley chuckle, charmingly saying, "Actually, I’m normal too."
Crown Prince: "Really?"
Alexander Kingsley’s orientation is normal, but how come it doesn’t seem that way?
Just now, he went to a nightclub looking for a Money boy, yet now he says his orientation is normal. Really normal or falsely normal, hmm?
"Yes," Alexander said.
Actually, he is quite normal, okay?
The Crown Prince looked at him, wondering if he should be guarded like against a predator? He even called him a bottom? Where on earth does he have the potential to be a bottom, hmm?
"Crown Prince, I am the dominant... top."
Alexander paused for a few seconds: "Not... a bottom."
"So..."
Wait, Alexander himself couldn’t continue. Why does this feel like he’s behaving just like a bottom? In reality, he couldn’t assert himself in front of Lucas Knight at all.
Lucas Knight: "If nothing’s up, I’m hanging up."
Is Alexander bored or what?
Lucas Knight suspected he drank too much at the social event, and that’s why he called him to spew nonsense, right?
But...
Didn’t the Admiral return straight recently? Now, after not seeing him for a few days while he’s away on a trip, could he have been bent again?
Thinking of this,
Lucas Knight’s eyes turned cold, lit a cigar, took a puff, and then said, "Admiral, I’ll arrange for a doctor to check you out. Being bent for so long... really needs treatment."
He didn’t seem to be joking, but was serious.
And nearby, a group of bodyguards held their breaths, listening to the Crown Prince and the Admiral talking... Why does this sound full of bromance?
No, no, not at all.
The Crown Prince must be a bent guy!
His care for the Admiral exceeds normal bounds, okay? Because no one dared to joke like this with the Crown Prince before.
And that’s not all.
The Crown Prince is even blowing things up with the Admiral! No, no, this must be bromance! It’s not just brotherly love!!
On the other end of the phone, Alexander Kingsley paused for a few seconds, his breath low, damn, is the Crown Prince really concerned for him? No way!
Why does he still enjoy the Crown Prince’s care? Could he be sick? He indeed must be sick, definitely sick.
Honestly, he’s not sure why he made this call. All those matters have been resolved, he’s now at a business social event, had a few drinks, suddenly thought of the Crown Prince, took out his phone and started boasting to him.
"Why do you care about me?" Alexander asked.
Lucas Knight’s voice was faint and cold, teasingly saying, "Getting you treated so you can go on business trips... Always keeping you next to me, fearing you... might seize power."
He seemed to be joking, just teasing him.
Alexander’s handsome face turned green with anger: "Crown Prince, do you think I can seize power?!"
The two of them were absurdly boasting like this, better than women at boasting.
Alexander realized for the first time, Lucas Knight’s reserved charm and dominance...
This man is so bad, he’s bad in an unobvious way, too reserved yet compelling!
"Crown Prince, you’re really reserved." And also devious, no wonder he has Eva Nightingale wrapped around his finger.
Lucas Knight’s deep and narrow phoenix-like eyes slightly narrowed, full of danger, as if everything was under control, perceiving everything, he teased, "So, Admiral, isn’t this exactly what you like?"
"..." Yes, he likes it, but Alexander Kingsley couldn’t say it out loud, afraid the Young Madam at Lanwan Yaxuan would find out and send him razor blades.







