"No, I just didn't expect..." Enna Clark was simply astonished, and amidst her astonishment was an indescribable emotion. Suddenly, she had so much she wanted to say to him, "Baron Lawrence, thank you."
The myriad of words that reached her lips turned into a simple three-word phrase.
However, the domineering and arrogant man was not appeased by these three words. He forcefully grasped her chin, his hawk-like eyes boring into her face as if trying to pierce a hole through it, his thin lips touched hers once above and below, "I prefer to hear you say another three words."
What he really wanted to hear from her mouth was "I love you."
Of course, besides that, "I like it when you call me by my name." That gave him a damned sense of belonging!
Wasn't his name just three words as well?