Peeking over a coral desk piled high with documents, a pair of slightly trembling, snow-white rabbit ears rested against the Mermaid Prince's pale, smooth abs.
Below them was the girl's delicate, beautiful side profile.
Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, pooling at the Mermaid Prince's lean waist.
The girl was curled up, her body half-sprawled, her long, thick lashes lowered as if she were asleep.
A large, pale, and slender hand was gently stroking the girl's back, much like one would pet an animal.
"Xinli—" Before he could finish with "Miss," the man on the throne set down his documents. He lifted his cold eyes, casting a condescending glance down at him.
An overwhelming pressure washed over him.
Lanse's expression tightened as he suppressed the emotions threatening to erupt from his eyes.
The faint taste of blood seeped from between his clenched teeth.
'Miss Xinli, are you really... with the Prince again?!'
'Did the Prince force you this time, too?'
