"I don't want Amon to lack fatherly love. If I wait and you don't come back, I'll find him another..."
What kind of power figure could bully a Demigod like her?
Byron knew that the Radiant Queen was deliberately teasing him, yet he was still infuriated, and shouted in a low voice:
"How dare you? You rebellious woman!"
Pop!
He suddenly raised both hands and slapped them on her full, firm buttocks, leaving two fresh red handprints on the flawless full moon.
The World's Foremost Beauty was in such pain that her teary eyes filled with tears, she gently bit her plump red lips and turned her head to look at Byron.
In her starry, sparkling eyes, however, there wasn't a trace of anger, but rather a hint of... encouragement.
As if urging him to continue.
Byron naturally couldn't let her run wild; he had to let her know who was the real authority in this house.
From dark night to daylight, from daylight back to dark night.
A night and a day, a day and a night.
