I Married the President

"You already have me, so what kind of gift is that? There’s no sincerity in it at all." Claire Sinclair wasn’t fond of this "present." She wanted something else.

Adrian Quincy unhurriedly took a small box out of his pocket.

Claire Sinclair’s heart skipped a beat, and she asked curiously, "What’s this?"

Adrian Quincy opened the box, revealing a ring on a silver chain.

"I was afraid you might mind wearing it on your finger, so I had it made into a necklace. Wear it around your neck instead."

"Is it waterproof?"

"It’s waterproof, but it’s best not to soak it for too long. You can take it off when you bathe."

As he spoke, the man himself fastened the diamond ring necklace around her neck.

Claire Sinclair felt his gentle movements, a warmth spreading through her heart. She couldn’t help but ask, "What about the other ring?"

"I’ll start wearing mine when you’re ready to make our relationship public."

"Alright, then." ’She knew it. There was no way he would have bought just one ring.’

Once the necklace was on, Claire Sinclair immediately turned to meet his gaze. "Mr. Quincy, what’s for dinner tonight?"

Adrian Quincy took her delicate hand and led her into the dining room, where she was greeted by a table laden with a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, complete with candelabras!

’A Chinese-style candlelight dinner???’

Overjoyed, Claire Sinclair leaped into his arms. "When did you prepare all this?"

"This afternoon."

"And here I thought you’d be busy!"

"From now on, your birthday will be my holiday."

Claire Sinclair was moved by his words. "Well, let’s not just stand here. We’ll eat first, and then tonight... I’m going to eat you all up."

Adrian Quincy: "..."

This candlelight dinner wasn’t like the ones on TV—beautiful but not necessarily delicious. The entire table was filled with all of Claire Sinclair’s favorite foods, and each dish was served in a modest portion, just the right amount.

Completely satisfied with her meal, Claire Sinclair eagerly pushed the man into the bedroom. She shoved him down onto the bed, her expression utterly sincere.

"Mr. Quincy, I need you to do your absolute best to get me pregnant tonight. I’ll do my part, too!"

"..."

’Is this girl serious?’

Given what she was suggesting, Adrian Quincy was a little worried her body wouldn’t be able to handle it.

When Claire Sinclair saw he wasn’t reacting, she grew anxious. "Why are you ignoring me?"

"How about you give it a try first?"

"Huh?"

"Claire, you go first. When you get tired, I’ll take over."

"...Alright."

...

...

If Claire Sinclair had known the man had so much up his sleeve, she never would have given him the green light.

She had no idea where he’d learned so many strange and shameful positions. He’d made her feel like a courtesan, keeping him company all night until she couldn’t even get out of bed. Even in the morning, she still couldn’t get up. She was simply exhausted.

The Great Demon King Quincy, however, was perfectly fine. He casually made her breakfast, and before leaving for work, he devoured her all over again.

Claire Sinclair was so exhausted she couldn’t even drag herself out of bed for breakfast.

As a result, The Great Demon King Quincy didn’t have the heart to leave her, so he stayed home to keep her company all morning.

Claire Sinclair, worried she was affecting his work, was just about to shoo him off to the office when his phone suddenly rang.

Adrian Quincy calmly answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Young Master Quincy, I have the results. The gold and jewels came from Asura-D of The Asura Path, and the sports cars were purchased by Red J from Wild Cherry House. The other gifts were from various leaders within those two organizations. The strange part is, all of these items were acquired through legitimate channels. There’s nothing wrong with them."

After hearing Quentin Zane’s report, Adrian Quincy frowned, a sinister shadow falling over his eyes.

’Wild Cherry House had already given him enough trouble, and now The Asura Path was involved too. How on earth could Claire be connected to The Asura Path?’