Men are like this. The harder something is to obtain, the more they want it. The more dangerous it is, the more they pursue the thrill. A woman like Margaret is the dream lover countless men yearn for.
Yet, how many men could ever get close enough to pluck this thorny rose?
In the eyes of others, she was an unattainable goddess, someone so exalted that even thinking about her made it hard to breathe. But now, this top-tier noblewoman could only obediently follow Harry's arrangements, letting him play with her as he pleased. This sense of achievement and satisfaction made Harry tremble with excitement just thinking about it. His hand, gripping the phone, grew clammy and shaky.
