By the time the sun climbed to the absolute zenith of the late afternoon sky, peace had been brokered in Villa 13.
I, personally, was distraught that we wouldn't get to witness a catfight.
Damn Michael for calming down Alexia.
…What? Don't judge me. It's always hot to see two women fight.
If you disagree, you've just never seen two gorgeous Awakened ladies throw down. The ripping of clothes aside, shockwaves alone do wonders for the aesthetics.
But no! Stupid Michael just had to be the responsible person. He gave Alexia a plush pillow from the sofa and fixed her another cup of hot chocolate.
By then, Juliana also decided she had ribbed Alexia enough. So right now, she was braiding the blind girl's hair after massaging her head.
Alexia's expression was purely blissful as she leaned her head back into Juliana's lap, letting out soft, relaxed purrs while my Shadow's slender fingers wove her orange locks into a delicate crown braid.
