Angela rose from the ground the moment Taros stepped closer. She reached for his hands, pulling him toward her as if he did not already know what he was about to do. Her fingers brushed across his face tenderly, tracing every line as though she was memorizing him. His blue eyes pulled her in even deeper, making it impossible to look away.
She leaned in, wanting to kiss him, but before her lips could touch his, his hand gripped her neck firmly. The suddenness of it caught her off guard, sending a shiver down her spine. The way he held her told her he knew exactly how to play this game, maybe even better than she did.
"Get on your knees," he ordered, his voice deep and rough. From the side, Kaito chuckled, and Angela obeyed without hesitation.
