Gifts Before the Storm
Neither woman missed the meaning behind those words.
Their hearts warmed.
At the same time...
Julian's thoughts drifted elsewhere.
[Hurry up, I still want to lie down and be a gigolo.]
[Being a gigolo is great, it's sweet.]
The familiar inner voice suddenly echoed inside Lina's and Liza's minds.
Both women blinked.
Then...
A faint smile tugged at the corners of their lips.
They had long since grown accustomed to hearing Julian's strange inner thoughts.
Sometimes they were serious.
Sometimes they were hilarious.
Today...
They were as shameless as always.
A gigolo?
With Julian's terrifying strength and endless mysterious treasures, the very idea was laughable.
To them, he was someone who could stand above countless experts.
If anyone deserved to be spoiled, perhaps it was him.
Liza laughed softly.
"You always think about strange things, Young Master Julian."
Julian looked at her in confusion.
"What strange things?"
