Family

Both Adrian and the maid, Rhea speared their lips, stretching a strand of sticky mixture of saliva until it finally collapsed. He had a gentle smile on his face while her face was flushed and eyes were intoxicated.

Adrian let go off the beautiful maid's butt as he looked towards the source of the ever-familiar sound.

A woman who looked in her thirties, whose eyes were orbs of glittering silver, whose jet black silky hair cascaded like a magnificent waterfall, whose beauty could only be termed with words like divine or otherworldly- was walking down the spiral staircase, step by step.

She was wearing a sleeveless plain dress that revealed her crystalline smooth arms. Even the plainness of her apparel did not diminish her overwhelming looks. It only added to her charms.

The maid vigorously shook her head, barely driving away the drunkenness before getting up from his warm lap and stand-by. Adrian himself stood up.