Not a word was spoken all night.
The next morning, when the first rays of dawn illuminated the sea.
Kasper Edith awoke with a start from his sleep.
Opening his eyes, he saw a soft white bathrobe.
The air was fragrant, and embraced in his arms was something incredibly soft.
He raised an eyebrow, looking closely, within his view was a white bathrobe.
The robe's front slightly loosened, vaguely revealing a patch of fair skin, with dark red marks left on it, not like kiss marks, but more like bite marks.
Realizing he was holding a woman, he was suddenly startled and instinctively lifted his head.
His gaze landed on a familiar face, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
In the morning light, he clearly saw the face of the girl before him.
Her skin was fair, her eyebrows long and slender, eyelashes black, straight, and very thick. Below a slender nose, her lips were slightly swollen and red as if dripping.
