Icy Cold Man

Dane stood beside the swimming pool and didn't stop her. He was worried that he couldn't complete this task, but now it seemed that everything was reasonable. Miss Kaylin had always been so considerate. Had she expected such an ending? Poor girl, she was still so young.

As soon as Dane was about to turn back to report, a figure flashed past him and rushed into the swimming pool like a fish leaping into a dragon's gate. In an instant, he had carried the man out of the pool.

The water on his muscular body crackled, and his dark brown curly hair stuck to his head. He couldn't stop coughing in his arms, and large mouthfuls of water came out of his mouth... He looked down at her pathetic appearance, and his sexy lips curled into a smile.

"His Highness Frankie?" Dane reminded him helplessly. "His Highness will be angry..."