Richard's POV
Her “please” came out as a demand request instead of a plea.
It makes me stare at her intensely, wondering what I have to do to win her back and have everything to myself.
“Please, Richard,” she mutters again, this time with her eyes soft in humbleness.
Quickly, I nod.
I suggested we move in together, probably at the mansion or at the penthouse, so I can have them guarded and have my eyes on them all the time.
At the mansion, I have my eyes everywhere because of the cameras installed in every corner of the mansion.
I never thought I would think of living in that mansion again until now. I left because of her, and I would gladly go if she wanted us to.
However, there are no cameras installed anywhere in the penthouse. It is my private space. My safe haven. From the world.
I didn't bother with the cameras because I hadn't needed them until now.
Arabel quietly disagreed with me as soon as I let out my suggestion, until Daisy chipped in.
“Let's stay with Daddy, Mommy. I am
