Heading to the Emperor's Imperial Palace

Davis inextricably gazed her limpid and hazy black eyes, momentarily feeling her be his everything.

Princess Isabella looked extremely beautiful than his Evelynn and Natalya. She was as beautiful as Princess Shirley in his mind, but at this moment, only Princess Isabella was on his mind. She appeared as pure as a white lotus flower, mature as a ripened fruit, and he wanted her all to himself.

As if something was urging Princess Isabella, she slowly brought her face towards him. Davis felt their lips touch, and the warm fire within him made him capture her plump lips as he slightly tilted his head, tasting her sweetness within his grasp.

Princess Isabella let out a moan as she experienced the flower within her heart blossom upon feeling his warmth.