Nicole thought that the gentlemanly Clayton, who had always been content with just a little taste, was a man who was not charmed by women.

Since they started dating, Clayton had not done anything more than kissing and hugging her.

They had a platonic love.

It felt nice to not have a sexual relationship. They did not have to measure interests, nor would it lead to a series of irreversible situations.

After all, their identities were special. Every move they made would impact the huge capital behind them.

Thus, neither of them would easily go all out.

Nicole suddenly realized that Clayton, who looked like the perfect gentleman, was no different from other men once he lost control.

She blinked and waited for his answer.

Clayton’s dark eyes sank. He looked at Nicole for a long time before he spoke frankly in a hoarse voice.

“Yes, I do.”

Clayton really wanted to, but he also knew that Nicole was not just any woman.

Every move she made would be tied to the entire Stanton family th