The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 27 - 0: Sixth Master Dresses as a Woman

"UGH..." A pained sound escaped Sienna Johnson’s lips, followed by the tearing of silk. The Ao Dai she had worn for only a day was ruined, just like that.

Sienna looked at the woman on top of her and, unable to bear it any longer, asked, "Do you... do you have a penis?" Sienna was now incredibly thankful that Valeria was a woman; at least she couldn’t cause her any *real* harm.

"If I had one, wouldn’t you know by now?!"

It was a man’s voice—a pleasant baritone. Sienna felt the voice was familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

"Idiot. You couldn’t even recognize me. Don’t tell me that after getting involved with Uncle, you’ve really started to think of yourself as his woman!"

Sienna stared in disbelief at the completely unfamiliar woman before her; Deborah’s face could never be superimposed onto Adrian Desmond’s. "You... Adrian Desmond? Sixth Master?"

Sienna covered her mouth, afraid she would scream. "How is this possible? You..." She shook her head, unwilling to believe she could have failed to see through such a flaw.

"It’s me!" Adrian ripped off the wig and the rubber mask from his face, revealing his true features. "See clearly now, don’t you?"

Sienna’s mouth fell open. She couldn’t believe that the servant, Valeria, who had been hovering around her all day, was actually Adrian Desmond.

Adrian hadn’t intended to reveal himself so soon, but he couldn’t resist Sienna’s allure. He found her incredibly beautiful today; even just sitting there quietly, she was enough to arouse him. "Spread your legs!"

"Wait!" Sienna pushed herself up, staring at Adrian. She looked him up and down, even tugging at the skin on his face.

Adrian winced from the pull, asking irritably, "What do you think you’re doing?"

"Is it really you?"

"The one and only!"

Sienna poked at the two large mounds on his chest. "They’re so big! What did you stuff in there? Papayas? Or actual steamed buns?"

"Woman, shut up!"

Sienna looked at Adrian, a suppressed smile playing on her lips. "Your disguise was so good, I didn’t recognize you at all. I really thought you were one of Uncle’s servants."

"Less talk. Take off your pants!"

Sienna resisted. "Stop fooling around! Put your disguise back on, quickly. If we’re discovered, neither of us will escape."

"You know we’re short on time. Just be good and listen, and we’ll get this over with quickly."

Adrian’s maid uniform was a dress, easy to remove. In contrast, Sienna’s top had buttons and she wore pants. Losing patience, Adrian simply started tearing at her clothes; the thin fabric ripped like paper in his hands.

"Adrian, stop it! What if someone comes?" Sienna was genuinely afraid of being exposed. "We’re on Uncle’s territory!"

"AAH!"

"Does it hurt that much?"

Tears welled in Sienna’s eyes as she twitched in pain. "You try getting poked with a stick and see how you like it!" she snapped.

"I’ll be gentle. Relax, or you’ll be the one suffering..."

"Adrian, get out!"

"I’ll leave after I finish..."

Sienna was speechless.

Exhausted by Adrian’s relentless torment, Sienna fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, he still hadn’t left.

"Adrian, wake up." Sienna quickly patted the man lying beside her awake. As she met his gaze, she saw his black eyes, bright yet deep as a tranquil pool, a hint of displeasure lurking within them.

"I just fell asleep!" Adrian grumbled.

"What if someone comes in? Hurry, change your clothes and go back to your own room."

Adrian rested his head on his clasped hands, silently watching the flustered woman. Suddenly, he remarked, "Doesn’t this feel like we’re having an illicit affair? Tonight is... different. I find it exciting. You?"

"All I feel is scared!"

"What are you afraid of? I’m still here, alive and well. Who would dare bully you?" Adrian declared dominantly.

Sienna knew she couldn’t make this man leave. Defeated, she said, "Then keep your voice down so no one finds out. And first thing tomorrow morning, you *have* to leave my room!"

"How am I supposed to keep my voice down? You were clearly the one making all the noise earlier."

Sienna’s face flushed red, her gaze flickering. When did their relationship become so comfortable that they could joke like this?

"You just love to bully me," she pouted.

Adrian’s eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze as lazy as a sated wolf’s. A roguish smile touched the corners of his lips. "Mai, I like it when you pout and play cute."

His fingertips traced her smooth cheek, his voice slightly hoarse. "...I’ll pamper you. Anything you want, I’ll give it to you."

I want freedom, Sienna thought. Can you give me that?

"Alright," she murmured, burying her head in his chest, her voice soft and sweet. "How did you manage to sneak in?"

"You can thank Uncle for hiring such a tall and formidable-looking female servant."

"So there really is a servant named Deborah?"

"There is."

"Then where is she now?"

"She’s at the bottom of the lake you visited today."

Sienna stiffened. Earlier today, she’d seen how cool and clear the lake water was and had even played in it for a while. This man saw me playing by the lake, she thought. Why didn’t he warn me?

He chuckled, a low sound, as if he’d found something amusing. "What’s wrong? Scared? Why are you so timid?"

"You try playing by a lake with a dead body at the bottom and see how you feel!"

"I once slept beside a pile of corpses all night. What’s the big deal about this?"

I forgot, Sienna realized. He and I are from two different worlds. There’s no way for us to truly understand each other.

"Slept enough? I haven’t had my fill yet. If you’re rested, then we can..."

Sienna wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, like a rice dumpling. "I’m so sleepy! I’m going to bed. You can do whatever you want!"

Adrian, now deprived of the blanket, lay there naked. "Hey, I don’t have a blanket anymore."

"Give me some of the blanket!"

Adrian tried to pull the blanket away, but Sienna held onto the edge, refusing to let him under. "Woman, don’t push it!"

Adrian looked at the woman bundled up like a rice dumpling. She was indeed wrapped very tightly. Unfortunately for her, this rice dumpling had a weak spot. Instead of trying to get in from the top, Adrian moved to her feet and slipped into the blanket from there. Sienna yelped, "Adrian! Get out!" She kicked at him, but it was no use.

Adrian’s head popped out from under the blanket. Their eyes met. His lips slowly curved into the smile of a successful plotter. "You seem quite awake now. Not sleepy at all. Since you’re not tired anymore, shall we continue...?"

"Adrian, I’m really tired..."

"Being tired helps you sleep better. Trust me, after we’re finished, you’ll definitely sleep soundly until morning." ƒreewebɳovel.com

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