Aurelia smiled a bewitching smile, raised her hand, and tapped Mason Nightshade's face twice with her delicate fingers. Mason's senses were momentarily blurred, vaguely aware that her fingers suddenly curled, and her nails swiftly scratched.
Mason winced in pain and wiped with his hand, seeing bloodstains on his fingertips. He raised his eyes to glimpse the woman's bright and seductive gaze, her chin slightly lifted, boldly looking at him.
Truly not taking a loss.
Mason smiled dotingly.
Aurelia's vengeful spirit vanished the moment she saw the smile at the corner of the man's mouth, suddenly losing the thrill of revenge, she turned and walked into the bathroom to wash up.
After washing her face, she turned and was about to walk out, but caught sight of her reflection in the mirror, noticing a small red mark on her neck, her almond-shaped eyes instantly sparked with anger.
Mason Nightshade!
That bastard actually bit her neck like this!
