Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Robbie saw them coming and quickly opened the car's back door. But Sylvester, with a cold tone, said, "You just follow us from a distance. I'll drive." Robbie got the hint, closed the door, and headed to the bodyguard car behind them. Sylvester helped Lela into the passenger seat, shut the door, and then got in the driver's seat himself. He leaned over to buckle Lela's seatbelt. Lela took the chance to hug him and looked up. "Sylvester, where are we going?" Sylvester fastened her seatbelt, his ringed hand brushing her earlobe. He leaned in and kissed her, lingering for a moment before pulling away. He tapped her nose. "Didn't you say you wanted to buy a phone?"

Lela smacked her lips and shook his arm. "Once we're out, we won't just be buying a phone." It was Lela's second time going to the mall with Sylvester, and she planned to make him spend big. Besides, a phone wasn't that expensive. Sylvester propped one hand on the backrest behind her and pinched her chin with the other, teasing, "What if I don't?"

Lela put her hands on her hips and glared at him, then poked his chest. "There's a saying in Pliar country that if a man doesn't spend his money on his wife, who else? A mistress? No way!"

Before she went to school, she often watched family dramas at home with Butler, so she knew a lot about how couples interact.

Sylvester squinted at her words and leaned closer, his voice husky. "If you want to use my money, call me 'hubby' first."

Lela's face turned red, and she pushed his chest. "No way, you're... you're taking advantage of me again." Sylvester was too cunning!

Sylvester looked at her cute, innocent face and laughed softly, uncharacteristically shameless. "When have I ever taken advantage of you?"

Lela pouted and looked up at him in amazement, "You... this morning..."

Sylvester's fingertip pressed against her soft lips, stopping her. "This morning, it was clearly you taking advantage of me. I personally took care of you, attending to every detail. Isn't it you taking advantage of me?" His words were utterly shameless, turning the tables on her.

Lela tugged at the corner of her mouth. Was it her begging him to wash her? Clearly, he enjoyed it himself. Who knew Sylvester was this cunning?

Sylvester, amused by teasing Lela, leaned in close to her ear and whispered through gritted teeth, "And when we have sex, you always cry so hard. Every time, it's me patiently comforting you."

Sylvester was so shameless! She had no words to retort. He continued, "Tell me, aren't you the one taking advantage of me? You are so heartless. Is it that hard to call me 'hubby'? I'm so miserable. You don't listen to me, always oppose me, and won't even call me 'hubby.' My life is so meaningless! Lela! Why does my heart hurt so much..."

Before he could finish, Lela quickly raised her hand to cover Sylvester's mouth. If she let him go on, her ears would be in agony.

Lela leaned in close to his ear, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and whispered, "Hubby."

Hearing the soft and sweet call, Sylvester's heart melted. He lowered his head and kissed her, deliberately nibbling her lip lightly. "Go buy it. I'll get you whatever you want."