Chapter 233: To Be A Farmer

"I know I cannot get it without spilling blood, Lorraine," Leroy said. His hand slid down to the small of her back, fingers pressing lightly, possessively. "And I’m tired of spilling blood. All I want now is to... be at peace. Live with you, like a common man, raising a family on a farm..."

"Farm?" Her lips curved, brushing the skin just below his ear. "You’re serious?"