Mason hung up the phone. Leaning on his couch, he watched as the snow fell outside the window, his mind imagining Zoe sitting on hers.

Of course, he could just drive over to her place and conquer both her body and her heart. If everything went well, he’d have her for himself tonight.

She’d wrap her arms around his neck and take it while he thrust into her. All because she loved him.

However, he didn’t put his thoughts into action. There was no need for him to do it because he had already gotten her for himself. Zoe had fallen back in love with him again, both body and mind.

It was a serene night with the snow falling gently outside.

A servant knocked on the door.

“Mr. Eric is here, Mr. Mason! He said he wishes to see you.”

Eric… It was probably Lilith’s father. He had no intention of meeting the man.

RUbbing his forehead, he said lightly, “Send him away! Tell him I’m sleeping!”

The servant hesitated. “Mr. Eric is kneeling at our entrance. It’s terribly cold tonight. We might